McCarthy and Harrison

Stopped by the bookstore on the way home from work. Intended to grab No Country for Old Men and leave, but there next to it on the new release shelf was The Summer He Didn’t Die by Jim Harrison. Of course, I couldn’t pass that up, especially seeing as how they were both discounted.

I haven’t read Harrison in several years. The last of his novels I picked up was The Road Home about seven years ago. More recently was The Beast God Forgot to Invent, a collection of novellas. I like Harrison’s shorter works more than his novels, so finding the new book was quite a treat.

The new Harry Potter book was quite good. I won’t say better than I expected because I expected it to be good. J.K. Rowling is consistently doing a very good job of both changing the tone of her novels as the protagonists age, and improving the quality and complexity of her writing. It will be interesting to see where she goes after the next (and last) Harry Potter.


When I launched the new version of this site a couple of months ago, completely unstyled and undesigned, Bock warned me that I would never get around to actually designing the thing now that I had the ability to display content. Well, it seems he was almost right.

The color palette comes from the photo at the top of the page, which was taken at the Frederik Meijer Gardens back in early March of this year. The butterfly is a, er, Heliconius Hecale…? Damn. I seem to have misplaced the information guide from the exhibit. Anyway, the colors displayed on the site are all captured from the above photograph, a technique which I first used on the From the Heart Yoga website three years and one version ago. It sure is a lot easier to come up with a good palette this way, instead of endless hours with color swatches.

In other news I recently accepted an offer to become a member of the Waterfall Productions team, so starting next week I will be back to being an employee. Less freedom, but a much steadier paycheck. Which is a good thing to have right now, because I have decided that it is time to buy a house. When, where and how, I will post as I answer those questions for myself.

Latest News From My Bookshelf

A couple of hour ago I finished reading Olympos, which exceeded my expectations by a wide margin. The great thing about reading Dan Simmons in general, and this book in particular, is the great sense of the joy of writing which comes out of his work.

Next on the stack, and probably done by morning, is H.P. Lovecraft: Against the World, Against Life, by Michel Houellebecq.

As everyone in the universe knows, the latest Harry Potter book, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, went on sale this morning at midnight. I waited until 4:30 in the afternoon to pick up my copy from Argos Books, along with a boxed set of The Chronicles of Thomas Covenant, Unbeliever by Stephen R. Donaldson, and The Sterile Cukoo, the first book by John Nichols, whose The Milagro Beanfield War I read back in June.

And this should keep me busy for the rest of the weekend, up to Tuesday, when Cormac McCarthy’s newest book, No Country for Old Men, will hit the shelves.


Words of Wisdom

In the few fragments that remain of [Roger Fenwick’s] own story, he records that he learned but three things in two years at Oxford. The first, on which he placed the greatest value, was that “Yea” might be turned into “Nay” and vice versa if a sufficient quantity of wordage was applied to the matter. The second was that in any argument, the victor is always right, and the third that though the pen is mightier than the sword, the sword speaks louder and stronger at any given moment.

Leonard Wibberly, The Mouse That Roared