Man, sometimes the words come more slowly than others. Two nights without sleep. I snatched a couple hours yesterday, but the only thing keeping me up is the story, which is flowing. I know where I’m at. It’s a good feeling.
Lynn Viehl has written an e-book, Master of Shadows, that is being released in conjunction with her upcoming Darkyn novel, Stay the Night. I’ve already got it on my Kindle, and I’m waiting for when I can take a couple days off to savor the reading experience.
Also, a couple days ago I read a NY Times review of a movie I’ve been hearing about for some time. At the end, there was this description of the rating which I found both curious, and touching:
“Wendy and Lucy” is rated R (Under 17 requires accompanying parent or adult guardian). It has some swearing, a little drug use and a brief implication of violence, but no nudity, sex or murder. The rating seems to reflect, above all, an impulse to protect children from learning that people are lonely and that life can be hard.
I think most children already know this—if not outright, then intuitively. And if you don’t know, then you learn fast—and not from a movie. People are lonely. Life can be hard. But, of course, you learn this, too: People find people. Life is still hard. But not as hard.
Music of the moment: