Flynn, etc

And a happy birthday to jude, whom the gods have decreed that I shall see about once every couple of years. :7

"Yeah, it irritates me that subdivisions can't get their act together and act as a division. I mean, a division gets tanks and air support, and all that sort of stuff. I want a tank." --visgoth

Spine Art (of interest solely to Changeling fans, probably)

Andy Looney continues to rock.

Oh, right. Sunday night at work and Monday while getting my oil changed I read Gregory McDonald's latest, Flynn's World. McDonald is mostly known as the author of Fletch, made into an okay film with Chevy Chase in the eighties. The novel is (of course) much better. Its sequel, Confess, Fletch, is even better, as it introduces Boston Police Inspector Francis Xavier Flynn, one of my favorite characters in literature. Flynn and its first sequel were only okay, but Flynn's In (threequel) was quite good. Flynn's World isn't qute as good as Flynn's In but it's very, very amusing. To [probably mis]quote Neil Gaiman's back-cover blurb, "This book would be a guilty pleasure if it weren't so well-written that there's nothing guilty about it at all." Best of all, it can be read without reading the other, since The Buck Passes Flynn and Flynn's In are currently out of print.

Budayeen Nights, a collection of stories by the late lamented George Alec Effinger, came in at work yesterday. *happy dance*

I have thoughts on both Changeling and the relationship of Art and Technique kicking around in my head; maybe they'll gel tonight.

I will no longer be defined by my past.

Not that I'm sure how to define myself by my present either. Other people's words will work well enough for now.

( For posterity, because I'm a packrat )