lagilman | Any weekend that starts with something imploding can't be all bad.

(they blew up the old Coliseum this morning, a little off schedule but with a satisfying and town-shaking boom. And yes, ""Atlantic City" is in my head and won't get out.)

After that, the finish of my proofing job seems almost anticlimactic, but still satisfying. I was turning pages at the end, caught up in the action, occasionally thinking "ooo, nice bit there, Gilman." Am pleased, yes. I think this is best book of series - maybe not as slam-bang as Staying Dead but richer and more textured in the storytelling and characterization, as indeed it should be, four books in. Plus, payoffs! I haven't actually opened the bubbly yet, but the bottle is chilling and the glasses are ready.

I'd be happy that the plate has been cleared off, if only a little bit, except that it's done just in time for something new to hit on Monday. My life. Thankfully, I have people who drag me out for socializing on a semi-regular basis, so I don't go all 'heeeeeere's Johnny' on the cats...

other peoples' work:

Finally finished reading "Mojo: Conjure Stories" (edited by the luminous Nalo H). An interesting collection, as much for the stories that didn't work as the ones that did. Triggered some bubbling in the back of the brain - will be interesting to see what, if anything, comes out of it. One thing that I did find was that so many of the stories went on a paragraph beyond where I felt the story should have ended - enough that I started wondering if it was an authorial thing, or an editorial thing.

Also, "Sleeper?" Still moments of pure funny, even through the Woody Allen-hate.
"This is Norman Mailer. He was a very great writer. He donated his ego to the Harvard Medical School for study."
"There's only one thing to do. We have to steal the nose."