Quickly and then sleep.
My copy of The Ocean at the End of the Lane by Neil Gaiman has finally arrived. I have not yet started reading it, as I’m afraid I won’t be able to stop once I do. Temptation will win out soon enough (most likely when I wake up later).
If you have never seen The Mindscape of Alan Moore, the 2005 documentary about Alan Moore, I’ve just learned that it is on Youtube. In its entirety.
I felt the immediate urge to share this information with as many people as possible.
If you’re a fan of his work, or just have an interest in him as a person (as he is quite the interesting character, to put it lightly), it is well worth the time spent watching it. It might give you a bit of insight into why I consider myself a member of the Church of Moore.
Sleep now, reading later.
I am currently looking out on a field of green and can feel the warmth of the sun on my face as it beams in through the window. It has been a long and difficult winter, but that time is behind us now. Now is the time of warmth and of shorts and t-shirts, of backyard swimming pools and sprinklers on the lawn. Though it has been spring, in the technical sense, since March 20th, we have gone from wondering if the frozen grip of winter would ever loosen from around our throats, to feeling as though the summer sun will pummel us into the ground with its fiery fists. Indeed, spring has done a fine job of hiding this year.
I’ve spent almost all of the day so far writing. What time I did spend away from the computer was spent trekking to the post office and the local market. The television has laid silent and still in the other room since I woke up this morning, only music has been played, only a handful of YouTube clips have been viewed. All other time has been spent writing, jumping from project to project, and I’m quite happy.
I wrote yesterday, as well. A short piece entitled The Depth of Life. It’s here if you’re interested. Another short (if rambling) piece that I completed this afternoon, called UNTITLED #1, can be found here.
There are other things in the works as well, longer things made up of smaller bits that I’ve been working on. Some bits are finished, others have been started, others still remain untouched as yet. It will all come together someday very soon.
Every so often, Alan Moore awakens from his long slumber and grants us all with his wisdom. Such wisdom can be found below:
August 27th will be the next time I attend a concert. It will be the first time I’ve been to a concert in nearly a decade, the first concert I will be attending with the wife, and the first time I will be seeing Depeche Mode in concert.
I’m very excited.
Here is Dave Gahan talking about their current world tour, their latest album, entitled Delta Machine, and his bout with cancer a few years ago.
And here is the music video for Heaven, the first single off of Delta Machine.
As I finish this post, the sun is now gone and only clouds remain. I think I’ve written enough for today and I feel it’s time to go do a bit of reading. Enough pouring out, time to soak up something someone else has written.
I’ll update again soon, though probably not as soon as I intend to.
I have a few rather uninteresting things to say, but I’ll be saving those bits until the end of this entry.
Allow me to first list a few of the many reasons why Alan Moore is one of the most important comic book creators in the history of the medium.
V For Vendetta
The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen
This is merely a short list of of the many contributions Moore has made to comics in his nearly three decade long career, but what a list it is. Watchmen alone is considered to be one of the single greatest graphic novels out there.
These facts are, of course, arguable. There are probably many people who consider Moore to be overrated, at best, or perhaps even a complete hack, at worst. But one thing that cannot be argued is this: Alan Moore has left his mark on this industry.
Those of you reading this who have not read Watchmen, go. Go forth, now, and procure a copy immediately. Sit somewhere quiet, with a cup of tea or coffee, and read. Be sure to clear your calendar first, as those who begin reading Watchmen seldom set it down before finishing it.
Watchmen is not a perfect graphic novel, but it sure feels close.
Something I’ve discovered only recently, but I’m told has been online for some time now, is this. It’s Alan reciting one of Rorschach’s diary entries in Watchmen. It’s eerie and wonderful.
One more reason Alan Moore is cooler than most human beings walking the planet currently:
Yes, he worships a snake god.
Now the boring bits:
Snow is expected tomorrow. I very nearly cried when I heard those words. It seems mother nature does not want me to experience a Spring unscathed by snow and cold winds.
It also appears that the devil tree beside our house will live to see another day.
A list of the Locus Awards nominees has been released. It’s good to see names like Terry Pratchett and Gene Wolfe appear a few times.
If Peter Jackson won’t do it, I don’t think we could ask for a better replacement.
Suddenly and inexplicably, I find myself in the mood to read a little Harlen Ellison. Sadly, I don’t own any Ellison.
Maybe a trip to the library is in order.