July 5, 2011

Pegasus II  coming in 2014
Shadows coming in 2013

Silly, and bats

 

Only twenty-four hours left to enter the Silly Signing Clothing Competition for a signed copy of the UK edition of PEGASUS.   And just so you know how desirable this prize is:

The British are all about strap lines. I have no idea. But then I'm not British. I just live here.

 Here it is with the original American hardback, so you can see that it’s a very nice trade paper edition.

Aren't they PRETTY?

 There’s a thread in ‘Talk’ in the forum here to post either photos or links to photos of ravishing outfits which I have to say most of them are, and I hope it’s not putting off those of you who took the challenge the way I initially meant it, which is to say silly.  You do not have to be ravishing to enter.  You only have to be silly.  And for any of you anxious about appearing in public* . . . you could hang a photo of yourself in your standard garb of (say) t shirt and jeans** with a bag over your head.  This would count as an entry, because it’s silly, it would save your blushes, and it would put me in the interesting position of deciding whether it counted as a onesy or a twosy, I having said that if you’re wearing your silly signing clothing you get counted twice in the drawing . . . but it’s true that I was assuming that your face would be showing. 

            Anyway, rules, such as they are, are here:   http://robinmckinleysblog.com/2011/07/03/the-sscc/  And while at the moment all the entries are on the forum there are a FB thread and a Twitter hashtag #sillypeg*** available for your convenience and the fruits of your sartorial inspiration.

            And so as promised (several days ago) here’s the black leather mini that started it all.† 

Short. Yes. The books are there to provide scale.

And silly?  I’ll be sixty years old in sixteen months and I’m going to wear this thing?   It doesn’t get sillier.  And yes, as almost-sixty-year-old women go, I’m well preserved.  That doesn’t alter the fact that I’m sixteen months off sixty.  And you know the real reason I have essentially cornered myself into wearing it?  It’s a teeny, ridiculous, middle-aged-and-still-kicking version of Do not go gentle. ††  Feh.  I don’t do dignity, I’m still fond of it, it’s still in my drawer, so WTF.  Silly is good. 

            . . . I’m now going to bed early and may it be to some effect.  There was a slight outbreak of bats last night—and when your night begins with turning the light back on just to check that that faint whirr followed by a plop wasn’t a bat, and . . . finding a bat in your LAP†††, the adrenaline level gets a bit intense.  And she was but the first.  They’re now clearly getting through INTO MY BEDROOM somewhere—somewhere—Atlas has been here again today and pretty much everything that lives on a shelf in either my bedroom or the bathroom is all over the floor, the house smells of polyfilla, Atlas is coming back again tomorrow and I have a signing on Thursday. . . .

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* With which I have total sympathy.  I’ve been violently allergic to cameras all my life and ironically have only got over it (sort of) because of the frelling blog.  The basic reason I hate cameras is that contrary to the mythology THEY LIE.  But enough photos in aggregate do build up toward something like a human being. 

** Extra points for All Stars 

*** I’ve mysteriously had two emails and a tweet from three (I’m assuming three different) people who say they’ve posted to #sillypeg on Twitter . . . but none of them has appeared.  The only tweets are mine and EMoon’s.  If any of you is reading this . . . you need to try again.  I won’t count anything I can’t see however politely you tell me you’ve entered.^

^ I suppose I could have a separate category of Invisible Costumes.  What a silly idea. 

† Although I’m still mourning, in a snarly sort of way, Ajlr’s pink catsuit.  

†† http://www.bigeye.com/donotgo.htm  We can discuss Thomas’ gender-exclusive world view some other time.  It’s still a great poem. 

††† Who meandered off down the duvet and flew a short hop to a picture frame to tuck herself behind.  You could see her thinking ‘turn that frelling light off, will you?’

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