Wednesday, November 29, 2006

so purty, so cold

Yes, I know, it's just snow. But this is Vancouver, folks, not Calgary, not St. John's. Actually, as long as you don't have to drive, it's kinda fun. Went for a stomp through my neighbourhood yesterday, met some very nice nabeyaki udon and a friendly chocolate mousse cake. Upscale neighbourhoods have their perks.

Writing is stalled out. Need brain food. Reading Rei Terada on affect, and Donna Haraway's Primate Visions. On the burner: the nameless novel, a critical essay about clones and kidneys, Sybil Unrest (The Return of the Jedi) and (may be) a sequel to Salt Fish Girl. You'd think one of them would roll. It's too cold and I've run out of fish crunchies.


Blogger Paul said...

Ooo! Sequel to SFG! Also, have you published your long poem on Blade Runner anywhere?

12:09 PM  
Blogger Larissa Lai said...

I'll Ooo tOoo, if I can get the albatross off the ground!
The Rachel poem exists only as a very limited run chapbook, unfortunately. (I gave you one, right?) I'd love to put the long poems together into a collection, perhaps with the addition of one or two more. Someone yell fire, may be I'll do it.

12:54 PM  
Blogger Paul said...

Alas, I did not ask you for a copy of the chapbook. Sadness.

3:47 PM  
Blogger jason christie said...

A SEQUEL!!! OMFG! that is exciting larissa.

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10:41 AM  

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