Showing posts with label Just After Sunset. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Just After Sunset. Show all posts

Sunday, December 21, 2008

Quiet, cold, and blustery

It's been a quiet day at Nutwood, as well as in Spottersville. All the little elves are busy with their little elfin duties!

No elves here--we're just hunkering down trying to keep our asses from freezing off! Criminy, it's cold out there! I was happy to stay inside all day, but Ken braved the frigid temperatures to go get a haircut, and he was nice enough to stop at the store and pick up a few things. The tuna steaks are marinating (I'm doing blackened tuna again--we both liked it quite a bit), and I'll be roasting some asparagus, too. Mmmm!

Our friend Kimberley called and we discussed Vegas plans. They are happy about the Boneyard tour (where Vegas signs retire), cool with the Brazilian steakhouse (I think Kim said they've actually eaten there before, unless she was talking about Brazilian steakhouses in general), and they're really looking forward to a fun break after much craziness with their teaching duties. There is also much craziness in Vegas, but it's a fun kind of crazy, and I think we're all looking forward to some of that!

I'm in a quiet, reading kind of mood, and I finally finished the latest Stephen King collection of short stories, Just After Sunset. I had put it aside to read a couple of other things, and since it was a collection of stories, it was easy to go back to it. My favorite in the collection was "The Things They Left Behind," about those who perished in the Twin Towers...and those who survived. I thought it was a very poignant piece, and it is obvious that 9/11 had a profound effect on King, as it did the rest of us. If you like King, these are fun and sometimes thought-provoking stories. Nothing that really spooked me, but I'm kind of hard to spook anymore, especially through a story or a book. Probably the spookiest story in this collection was "N.," which was my second favorite. It had a definite Lovecraft feel to it, exploring how thin the veil between different worlds can be. It also used the letter as its base, i.e., letters written, notes taken in a psychiatrist's office, newspaper stories--I've always loved that form for a story or novel. It seems that it's a little more mysterious, letting the reader in bit by bit on the story, as well as an intimate glimpse of the writer's (the writer in the story, that is) state of mind.

King also included an afterword in which he talks about the stories and his thoughts, and I always enjoy that. He mentioned OCD several times, and while I forget which story included this reference, he also mentioned the short story "The Yellow Wallpaper" by Charlotte Perkins Gilman. I was thrilled to see that, because it remains one of my favorites stories of all time. Is anyone else familiar with it? Lori? I have a copy of it downstairs, and I might have to read that again.

My next book is one from our book club, Loving by the English novelist Henry Green. I'm very behind--this was October's book! (I've already read November's, though.) I also have December's book, but I think that's going to be more of a January book for me! I keep thinking I'll get caught up at some point, but it hasn't happened yet!

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Veteran's Day and a new book



I may not be thrilled with the wars we're involved in right now, or with war in general, but that doesn't mean that I don't honor and value each and every person who has served, or is serving. Today I thank them all for their service, and for those serving now, I hope they will be home with their loved ones soon. I have a very special place in my heart for several veterans, including my cousin Greg (a Marine in the first Gulf War), my brother-in-law Tom (a Marine in Vietnam), and of course, my Dad (Army in WWII). My nephew Steve is currently in the Marines, and has not been deployed. I don't think it's selfish of any of us to want the situation to stay that way, but we'll deal if and when we need to.

I ran some errands this morning and of course, spent more at Target than I'd intended. One of the things I've been looking for was a shallow glass bowl to put my bamboo in. It's actually getting several leaves, and I haven't killed it yet, so I wanted to get a bigger bowl for it. I found one today...but it's a little bigger than I wanted, so now I'll have this lone bamboo stick plopped in the middle of a wide expanse of emptiness. Does anyone know if they send up shoots elsewhere in the container, or would I have to buy a couple more to stick in there?

Big excitement at Target...the new Stephen King book is out! And there was much rejoicing at Nutwood! It's a collection of short stories called Just After Sunset. Ooooo, scary! This picture doesn't do it justice, but the cover has a way cool prismatic effect. Ooooo, freaky! I'm looking forward to reading a story called "The Cat From Hell." I didn't know Big Steve knew Sheeba! (Totally kidding...as Sheeba likes to hear us say, he's the best kitty in the whole universe. He's sacked out on my lap as I type.)

Then it was a quick trip to the grocery store, then after I put stuff away, it was a little time on the elliptical and a little bit of handweights for my arms. Nothing major, but I'm easing my way into it, trying to work up to a little more each day. Feels pretty good so far...I'm liking the elliptical, especially when I get a nice rhythm going. I don't know where the day has flown to, but I have yet to read any blogs, and I still have another entry bubbling away in the cauldron of my mind. I don't have to make dinner tonight, though, since Ken has a dinner meeting, so that will give me some extra time.

More later, and I'll catch up with you all, don't worry!