First, a heartfelt thank you to everyone who sent some bit of support or kindness about our loss of Rumble, whether by Twitter or FB or in an e-mail. I tried to answer as many of you as possible; if I missed you, know that it was appreciated. I also want to mention that VEC on Yonge Street gave us all outstanding care. I endorse them without reservation, and hope you never need to access their services.
The condo feels empty, and it’s bizarre to be able to brush my hair without brushing a cat at the same time–someone always insisted–or fold the sheets without first being required to play the Roly Poly Rumtum game, or set out a glass of water and not have it get spilled within minutes. It’s excruciating to not be greeted at the door.
Whew! Okay, topic change.
This apartment was already beginning to seem a bit hollow, in a way, because our days in it are so numbered. The moving boxes arrive Monday and the movers themselves come in two weeks. Meanwhile, Kelly and I are keeping the place in showhome condition (as far as that’s possible with our boho collection of stuff) because if it rents for May 1st, we’ll get some rent back. We really want the dosh so we can spend it on needed and wanted things for Dua Central.
Changing the subject entirely: blog topics I have considered lately. I have recently seen Tim’s Vermeer and Finding Vivian Maier. They’re both about people who make pictures in an arguably obsessive way. I enjoyed the Veronica Mars movie, but feel there was as much wrong with it as right.
I’ve been thinking about what ecofantasy is, and what it should be.
What else? I went to a book launch for A Family by Any Other Name: Exploring Queer Relationships, and heard eight queer writers, including one of my oldest friends, Keph Senett, share aspects of their lives, here in Canada in this shiny new millennium. Among other things, it made me think, not for the first time, about how I don’t tend to write long-form personal essays. I also recently read Celeste Ng’s “Do you owe the Reader a Happy Ending?” choked on the word “owe,” and thought about composing a possibly off-point response.
Finally, I have been wondering if anyone wants to know specific things about Child of a Hidden Sea and/or its prequels, “Among the Silvering Herd” and “The Ugly Woman of Castello di Putti.” Or general things about writing, photography, or just about anything else as long as my knowledge of the topic is more than zero.
What do you want to talk about? I’m tempted to add something operatic like: “Keep me busy, or I shall run mad with grief!” But if you know me, you know I am anti-drama. (Is that a topic?) And, really, those boxes are arriving Monday.
I would sincerely appreciate a few requests, if you have any.