My focus right now is such that a laser bearing witness to it would be intimidated.
I cleaned up a chapter I wrote yesterday for a book on Val Lewton's unique 1944 horror film, The Curse of the Cat People. The plan is to do it as another entry in the Devil's Advocates series like the Scrooge book. I've thought a lot about what a second book would be on. For a while I was looking at 1931's Dracula. Then I thought it'd be 1952's Return to Glennascaul, which is a short film, but then I thought, I could do a book on Orson Welles and his forays into horror, across various mediums. Then over the weekend I thought, you know, The Curse of the Cat People would work. I decided that I'd write a first chapter on Monday, and make a determination really by whether or not I did that.
Today I worked on a short story called "The Fallen Leaf," which is about a falling leaf. That's the main character. It's a very human story, though, and it could go into Longer on the Inside: Very Short Fictions of Infinitely Human Lives.
This is a piece in Best Classic Bands on the Beatles first North American tour from 1964, innocence, and "If I Fell," which I wrote last week, also knowing that I'd put it into Just Like Them: A Piece by Piece Guide to Becoming the Ultimate Thinking Person's Beatles Fan, which I just did. Had to decide where it went. The book does not proceed chronologically. You don't have to do it that way. It's how things go together, how ideas go together. That can be so much more interesting and organic. My sense is that nothing else will be added, but I felt this a time or two before. The book is 68,000 words long. That's a good length for this book.
I began an essay on Elvis Presley's 1957 Christmas recordings for Christmas, not surprisingly.
This is tonight's Downtown radio interview about Brackets.
I've written 20,000 words since Friday.
Walked five miles. Got sunflowers. Did fifty push-ups. Acquired files for all of the circulating live shows and studio material from Pink Floyd in 1970.