Sometimes I like to make crossword puzzles. I guess I treat the hobby as others do Sudoku; it’s a way to pass the time and challenge my brain. I open up a spreadsheet and start typing in words, squeezing them as tightly together as possible. For my blog Midnight Only I’ve just posted a crossword puzzle on the theme of cult movies. You can download the PDF and play the game here!
I haven’t updated this site in three months, which is terrible all around, but I have EXCUSES. First, there is life, including house hunting and all its big questions (the city or the country?, etc.), and now I’m in the process of a complicated move from Madison to Waunakee, which is just round the other side of Lake Mendota. Second, and perhaps more importantly, my writing time has been almost completely monopolized by work on a novel. (“Almost” because I still write an in-depth movie analysis for Midnight Only on a weekly basis.) This novel has necessitated throwing myself into research simultaneous with the actual writing – my usual chaotic approach. In this case, it requires a lot of research into Greek mythology, and a bit of travel. A few weeks ago I visited Green Bank, West Virginia, and visited the Green Bank Telescope, the largest steerable telescope in the world, which observes the radio sky, and is part of SETI. So – Greek mythology and THAT; you figure out the plot. The writing began in October of this year, fueled by a trip to Alamogordo, New Mexico, but it really began in earnest in January. The first draft is almost complete, but quite a lot of editing will be needed. I may share more as the process continues. I was hoping to get this draft to an editor by June so she could read it and work on it over the summer, but I’m a bit behind…back to writing! (With the initial work on that done, I hope to return to writing and submitting short stories. It feels odd to have not received a rejection letter in months. I need to get back to getting rejected very soon.)
Another month, another blogathon. For the Dorothy Lamour Blogathon hosted by Font & Frock and Silver Screenings, I review the flop The Phynx (1970), a rock musical that also acts as a Golden Age of Hollywood class reunion. Brace yourself!