We heard this song from the banks of the river where the green glass siren slept

[sovay]

I am so tired, I spent all night dreaming about being unable to sleep.

I got out of bed and found my poems "Blueshift" (for time_shark) and "Natural Phenomena" (about sirens and their listeners) have been accepted by, respectively, Goblin Fruit and Not One of Us. I am meeting rushthatspeaks at Kickass Cupcakes in a couple of hours.

I'm okay with being awake.

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[ashlyme.livejournal.com]

I'm impressed. Congratulations, and enjoy the cupcakes...

[sovay]

I'm impressed. Congratulations, and enjoy the cupcakes...

Thank you! It's lovely weather out and I am emotionally conflicted because I have just been informed by one person that I am benefiting from their brother's upcoming move by inheriting his video copies of the original, un-fucked-around-with Star Wars, which for someone who wants to smack George Lucas every time they think about it is an unexpected windfall, and by two others that Jean Craighead George just died, and so like everyone else who ever dreamed of living in the wilderness between the ages of eight and whenever, I am rather sad.

[ap-aelfwine.livejournal.com]

...and by two others that Jean Craighead George just died, and so like everyone else who ever dreamed of living in the wilderness between the ages of eight and whenever, I am rather sad.

Damn. This is the first I've heard. Her memory for a blessing.

I'm rather sad as well.*

ETA: I feel annoyed with myself for missing her obituary in the NYT, but I suppose maybe I hadn't got round to the obituaries yet.

My mother hadn't heard, either. She says that she met JCG at a children's literature conference at OSU, back in the nineties when she was a school librarian. It was probably when I was already away at college, but I'm surprised that I'd not remembered her telling me about it back then.

*I started to write "I, too, am rather sad", but remembered the unfelicitous association just in time.