Inkwell: Authors and Artists
Dan Guy (danfowlkes) Wed 17 Oct 01 04:30
I've got recordings of Neil talking about Good Omens at readings, about how much fun he and Terry had writing it and how they probably wouldn't write a sequel (even though they plotted it out in a hotel room one night) because now they're both Big Cheese Authors and to do a collaboration would involve lots of lawyers talking to each other. Which is to say: I've never heard any indication that either of them disliked the book, quite the contrary in fact.
the nearest to a perfectly Zen post I've ever seen (goldennokomis) Wed 17 Oct 01 05:29
I seem to remember Neil saying that they'd call each other when they wrote something they thought was really funny, usually waking the other up with something like, "Wake up, you b@$+@%!, I've written a funny bit!" or somesuch...
Neil Gaiman (neilgaiman) Wed 17 Oct 01 10:45
Drove home yesterday; took 26 hours to do 1300 miles. An interesting experience I'd not want to repeat. ... Terry and I are both very proud of Good Omens and love it very much. It is our baby. It has however become public knowledge that we hate it because sometimes we write "Burn this Book!" in the front of it, and people think we're being serious... ... Mary - I've never got into U2 musically (which may well be my own blind spot) but I like Bono very much; intellectually involved, and he understands things mythic (I remember spending one long and increasingly drunken night chatting about Winter Kings and suchlike as it related to rock and roll).
she looks like evening (kellyhills) Wed 17 Oct 01 12:04
Thanks Neil. :-) -Kelly, who has 3 copies, all signed with nifty little scribbles, images, and requests to burn the book...
Pamela Basham (pamela-bird) Wed 17 Oct 01 12:16
Yay! Neil's home! Welcome home, Neil. Rest well. JaNell: What was it you were saying about how he knows them all? *sigh*
the nearest to a perfectly Zen post I've ever seen (goldennokomis) Wed 17 Oct 01 12:20
Pamela~ Neil does seem to know everyone, which is cool for us in the one-degree-of-seperation way, but also begs the question of why he bothers with the likes of us...
Pamela Basham (pamela-bird) Wed 17 Oct 01 12:38
(Neil: I apologize for this ahead of time, and assure you that I own my own projections. Most of the time, anyway.) Okay, following in the fine footsteps of DanGuy and JaNell, its my turn on the dream thing. This one happened last night. (If you decide that I'm completely nuts after this, be nice.) * So my friend is taking me out to see friends of his. Just who my "friend" is Im a little fuzzy on at this point. But we head out to this place in the country--great orchard trees, dirt road, funny little homestead kind of place. Its fall, and the air has that electric blue feeling in it (that I miss so badly out here in LA). But the leaves are golden and the dirt is reddish, and everything is all warm and earthy-colored, like the sunset of the world. We get out of the car and we dont seem to bother with a door; were just suddenly sitting around at this scarred old round wooden kitchen table, and my dream vision is panning in on the people assembled like a Steadicam mounted on a drunk--sudden rushing focus, then jerky pull back--which is making me feel kind of woozy. The first person I see is immediately to my left, and hes this laughing Native American man with this fabulous face, like a tree smiling. And my mysterious "friend" (whos still off-camera) introduces him as so & so (he says his name, which I cant remember, but I seem to recognize it as a musician). And I think: Wow, hey its (that guy)! (Well call him Guy #1.) And he seems really nice. I like him immediately. Then we wobble visually around the table in a wide arc, and I realize that were sitting there with maybe 5 or 6 guys, two or three of whom look more or less of Native American descent and two or three of whom look like 50-ish country-boy biker types, only theyre smiling easily. (My friend is at the table, but I still dont see him.) And everything seems to be going okay, except theres a small voice in the back of my head wondering what exactly were doing here, or maybe its just me. I cant figure out what Im supposed to do, like when you dont know what to do with your hands onstage. Im just winging it. Then Guy #1 gets out a couple of pictures from his daughters wedding. And there are two things that are odd about these. One is that the wedding is apparently already over, because the pictures are actually of a man and a woman mostly unclothed in a *big* bed, draped in golden cloth and flora, looking like a cross between a Klimt painting and A Midsummer Nights Dream. And the other is that theyre not the same husbands. When I attempt to clarify this tactfully, he explains that one is from her first wedding, and the other is from her second. His daughters name is Judith. Her husbands name in one of the pictures--Im not quite sure which--is Holofernes. Everyone at the table seems to think theres something very funny about this. I decide that carefulness is the better part of dignity, and attempt to ask an earnest question about the wedding--whatever happened *before* the pictures. (Well, ya know, I'm a girl; we ask these things.) This sets everyone off again. And Im starting to feel really insecure and uncertain. Then my friend says my name, and I look up from that internal place that Ive gone, away from the laughing boys, and hes sitting right across the table from me. And hes Neil. Neil running an unlit cigarette around in his fingers. And my-friend-Neil says to me: "Youd better lighten up around these guys. Dont take things so seriously around them. Its bad for the mind and body." And theres something in the way he says it that tells me he means this literally. And I look back around the table, and realize that my-friend-Neils friends are all actually Coyote Brothers. That when I look around the table quickly, I can just see out of the periphery of my vision, their coyote heads all superimposed on their faces, laughing. So Im thinking about NeiLoki and feeling a little dubious about meeting any of his friends, this morning. And Im still trying to figure out what he was trying to tell me.
Pamela Basham (pamela-bird) Wed 17 Oct 01 12:39
JaNell slipped. I admit it. It's cool. Even second-hand. But... see above.
the nearest to a perfectly Zen post I've ever seen (goldennokomis) Wed 17 Oct 01 12:44
OK, somebody *please* explain all the "slipped" references. How did I slip? I used to think it was leaving your real name on the post or something like that...
the nearest to a perfectly Zen post I've ever seen (goldennokomis) Wed 17 Oct 01 12:53
I feel dubious about interacting with NeiLoki, let alone his friends... Like that dream I had a few months back, where I dreamt I was going through an uncomfortable metamorphasis via modem, and Neil of course was somewhere in it, assisting it or causing it or somesuch... I'm not sure he appreciates how intense a catalyst he is, or maybe he's just become blase' about it... But the whole summer has been a rather overwhelming experience for me, and I have transformed, and still am, a lot of it... via modem?! Oh, hey Neil, still hope you aren't laughing at me. With me is OK.
Pamela Basham (pamela-bird) Wed 17 Oct 01 13:14
JaNell: "Slipped" refers to continuity. I posted #55. While I was composing what became #57, you posted #56. I didn't see it until I clicked "Post" at the bottom of the screen. There's a tiny little check-box there that says (at least on my screen): "Let me know if another response slips in ahead of mine" which defaults to checked. It displayed your #56 to me before I clicked "post" again to send my #57. I think it's just there to allow you to choose whether or not you want to change your current post to allow for the one somebody sent in before you. It's not such a big deal here, but it could get confusing in some of the really fast-paced forums, I imagine. JaNell said: >I'm not sure he appreciates how intense a catalyst he is [...] Um. Yeah. This hits rather too close to home for me to be flippant about it. I think you're braver than me. But. Yeah. -Pam "Ive never felt that answers were the real province of the writer; better questions, on the other hand, certainly are." --Neil Gaiman
Good style with plashy fens (willentrekin) Wed 17 Oct 01 13:16
JaNell- You know how, when you start to post, it'll be the first new post? Like, you see the last post in your screen? Well, slippage occurs when, while you're writing your post, someone else posts just ahead of you. If you click the 'let me know if another response slips' box, the slipped response is the one that shows up in the new window. For instance, Pamela just posted while I was writing this one. She slipped. Welcome back, Neil. That's *a lot* of miles. Wow. Pamela- What are you on? Where can I get me some <grin>? I'm *so* envious of those who saw Tori, and more envious of those who saw Tori and Neil at the same show. Anyone pick up an extra copy of the tour book? I needs me a copy of one...
the nearest to a perfectly Zen post I've ever seen (goldennokomis) Wed 17 Oct 01 13:21
Pamela~ I don't know about braver... maybe more foot-in-mouthier? Or just, mouthier. Um, the intense part... maybe email me, if you want to talk about it but not here. I wasn't being flippant, believe me. I know.
"Et toi" is French, and so you're a crack muffin. (madman) Wed 17 Oct 01 13:42
A little more on slippage- when you are posting in Engaged (through the web), you get told when someone slips and get a chance to modify your posting accordingly. Those of us who post through pico are only told of the slippage after our post is done and sent. Which is why pico users tend to report slippage in seperate posts, while engaged people mention it in the slipped post. It gets confusing when someone slips your announcement of slippage. And you should have seen the amount of slippage in the election topics back in November, or in the attack conference just after the 11th. Seeing "26 responses have slipped ahead of you" was not uncommon.
Adriana Roze (ariadne26) Wed 17 Oct 01 15:04
um. so i was there. i was there looking and no one was talking and i didn't know what happened. and then i looked and i realized that everyone was somewhere else, namely here. barking mad. so i feel better because for a while there it was beginning to feel like dodgeball when teams are being chosen and you're standing in the corner with your little purple velour sweatpants and big bird shirt and no one picks you cause garbage pail kids are way, way cooler. that being said, i have two words for all of you: mulholland drive. please. then come back and tell me your thoughts. hurry.
Adriana Roze (ariadne26) Wed 17 Oct 01 15:05
also, pamela, i am in need of an update. i wonder. i wander.
Adriana Roze (ariadne26) Wed 17 Oct 01 15:06
oh one more thing. what is the non-member url for this place? i don't understand how to find it...
the nearest to a perfectly Zen post I've ever seen (goldennokomis) Wed 17 Oct 01 15:42
Mulholland Drive? Errol Flynn is the first thing that comes to mind... Url? http://engaged.well.com/engaged/engaged.cgi?c=inkwell.vue&f=0&t=125
she looks like evening (kellyhills) Wed 17 Oct 01 18:42
Will... I'm going to the Tori show here, and am gathering the stuff for picking up tourbooks for people; if you want one, eMail me and I'll mail you the money-sending address... -Kelly
Roxanne Cataudella (rocky-nyc) Wed 17 Oct 01 21:18
Neil, welcome back! Pamela - Wow, that was some dream. I can never remember any of mine, except for the one where I was on a show with sock puppets, but that's another story. Tennessee tends to do weird things to you.
don't make me get tentacle on your ass (goldennokomis) Wed 17 Oct 01 21:23
Hey!!! I heard that! Watch it, you!
Mary Roane (the-roane) Wed 17 Oct 01 23:28
Neil--I was inordinately pleased that you liked Himself. Then I realized that the reason I was so tickled was that I trust your opinion. You are the only person I know who has met Bono. And I know that you will "call a spade a bloody shovel" to quote an old episode of Rumpole. Feel free to share as many of those recollections of that evening as you like ;-) The Eddie Izzard quote generator is the best stress relief on the Web, for my money. Hod-d-d-d. Hod-d-d-d. Mary (who is considering proposing to Caleb Carr)
the nearest to a perfectly Zen post I've ever seen (goldennokomis) Thu 18 Oct 01 05:54
Dream story: Last night I had an embarrassing dream with Harlan Ellison in it. It was a post-apocalyptic camping in the woods sort of thing. He kept following me around telling me how<big blush here> curvy and juicy I was... Later I realized that he hit on everyone, in dreams, anyway. Where is Neil when you need him?
Dan Guy (danfowlkes) Thu 18 Oct 01 06:04
I'm rather hoping to see Mulholland Drive, Adriana, but I fear I might not be able to find the time to see it on the big screen. The previews look mah-velous, and I generally enjoy Lynch films. "Stilgar, do we have wormsign?" "Usul, we have wormsign the likes of which GOD has never seen." JaNell slipped. What is it with you and I having dreams in which Neil and Harlan make appearances? I guess it's because both are such dynamic individuals.
the nearest to a perfectly Zen post I've ever seen (goldennokomis) Thu 18 Oct 01 06:50
It's happening to me because I want to go to MadCon so badly...
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