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Jul 10

I’ve finally migrated The Dreaming’s articles from the old Coranto program I was using as a CMS over to Wordpress.  The conversion (manually created by my friend Chip Johnson ages ago when I first had this idea) went relatively smoothly, though some of the old (and improper) highlighting choices we made had to be sort of “hacked out”.

Some links may not work in older entries but I’ll try to fix them as I find them.  Snow, Glass, Apples is now an entry rather than a separate file, as is the Heliogabolous comic below.  I’m working on getting the “lightbox” for that working again.  I have no idea why it’s not working when other images are. (Got it working!)

Wordpress is automatically grabbing a few RSS feeds from Neil’s own site, which you’ll see over on the right. 

Plans for the future involve the ability for registered users to submit their own news and entries which will then simply have to be activated by an admin to appear on the site.  This should make The Dreaming’s news become more timely and not rely on me to get everything done.

Wordpress supports entry-tagging, but going through the backlog of entries and tagging them properly is a huge job.  I’m pretty sure there are “suggest tags” plugins for Wordpress out there.  Once I get the rest of the site reorgnized I’ll work on that.

Jun 5
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I believe in Internet parlance, I am supposed to put a can of Campbell’s Mushroom soup here. Then again, I’m just a content provider, not the site owner.

Updating Dreaming has been in turns fun, and incredibly frustrating - mostly the latter, as anyone who has seen me banging my head against a keyboard at two a.m. trying to get pages to load, or making sure that everything is not accidentally been coded to show up in boldface for the third pass, can attest.

But for the most part, the important things show up on the Journal faster than I can track them, and despite efforts to change this fact, it seems to be diminishing returns to try to keep up.

If there appears to be an audience for this project, I will continue to provide content - if not, the del.icio.us feed will continue to update when time permits

Thank you for your support
-lucy anne

Sep 25

From today’s Toronto Star:

When Neil Gaiman writes about gods, those gods are windows to ourselves, our faults, fears, gifts, aspirations. The parts of ourselves we dare not speak of.

Gaiman’s American Gods (2001) was an ambitious and imaginative epic about the history of belief in North America. In his new novel, the continent is a melting pot of beliefs from every settler who’s ever come to it, and the gods of the old world, spanning all contributing cultures, face off in a gruesome battle to the death with the new gods of the 20th century, such as Media and Technology.

American Gods was sweeping, philosophical, breathtaking. Anansi Boys presents a character from American Gods, Mr. Nancy. Most important, it airs the dirty laundry of his divine progeny, the Nancy brothers, as they grapple with his legacy. Anansi Boys is a great book; just don’t expect the same kind of deeply jarring experience that American Gods provided.

Anansi Boys is a comedy about two estranged sons and their dead father, Mr. Nancy, “the finest liar you’ll ever meet,” who is also the god Anansi. He is the spider, the trickster god who weaves tales and gives names to all things.

Anansi is the greedy but loveable figure who stole the stories from Tiger 10,000 years ago, who harnesses his cunning for doing less work, having more fun, and laughing in the face of death, even when he dies. And he’s died many times.

Inspired by the Anansi stories of west Africa and the West Indies, Gaiman offers a lighthearted tale about coming to terms with family secrets, with personal secrets, and with our humanity - or, in the Nancy brothers’ case, godhood. To Gaiman, humanity and godhood are often portals to one another.

To create this interplay between men and gods, Gaiman uses the Anansi brothers - plain old Fat Charlie and his precocious, charismatic brother, Spider. They are doppelgängers and they are something else, something even more deeply and hurtfully joined. They’re family.

Fat Charlie notes that Spider looks “like Charlie wished he looked in his mind, unconstrained by the faintly disappointing fellow that he saw, with monotonous regularity, in the bathroom mirror.” Fat Charlie is crippled by a morbid embarrassment brought on by his father’s trickery and hijinks. He just wants to live a quiet, respectable life.

Spider got all the god qualities, and he has been having an epic time with his powers. To make matters worse, Spider proceeds to masquerade as Fat Charlie, to bed his brother’s fiancée, to unsuccessfully blackmail his evil boss, and to invade his house. Basically, he ruins Fat Charlie’s life by doing a better job of living it than Fat Charlie seems to be able to do.

In the world of the Nancy brothers, even in the midst of their feud, there are grave dangers to face - such as their father’s murderous enemies (led by Tiger, who’s out for revenge). But Anansi Boys remains lighthearted and playful, even at its darkest moments. It’s one of things that make the novel so excellent.

The story is told in the same carefree, simple language and style of the Anansi stories that pepper the novel, in which Gaiman’s narrator explains how Anansi tricked the Bird Woman and cooked her in a pot; how Anansi stole the stories from Tiger; how he convinced his family he had died so he could poach the fat peas from his wife’s garden without interruption.

Gaiman’s tone lends the book the same effect as that of the Anansi tales themselves: You never take it too seriously, especially when the greatest dangers and sorrows loom. For example, Spider tells Fat Charlie, as they go on a raging bender to mourn their father, “sorrow settles upon us like pollen in hay-fever season.” Charlie, in his utter melancholy, looks out the window and notes that “an early dog walker, at the end of the road, was encouraging a Pomeranian to defecate.”

Does Anansi Boys stand on its own? Well, it’s not quite a sequel to American Gods. It’s more of a spin-off. Yet while Anansi Boys works without American Gods, it will be richer if you’ve read the predecessor, which provides a wonderful context for the Nancy brothers’ dilemmas.

Nevertheless, chalk this book up as another great work from Neil Gaiman. It takes the bright, eccentric humour we see in his children’s books and uses it to spin a deeply original adult novel about the frustrations - and occasional rewards - of family relationships.
–Kelly McManus

Jul 20

From the July 20, 2005 www.inq7.net:

More dreamtime with Neil Gaiman

In the week leading up to Neil Gaiman’s stay in the Philippines, Just a Philosopher’s Stone’s throw away from his hotel, anti-government protestors had gathered. He was checked into the Peninsula Manila under the name of Mr. Punch, a character from one of his own books. That Gaiman is now living a rather adventurous and surreal life not unlike that of one of his fictional people is to be expected. By telling the story of Dream, ruler of the Dreaming, and his dysfunctional family, the Endless in “The Sandman’s” 75-issue run, Gaiman has seduced a world’s imaginings and has let his creative wanderlust take him where it may, to novels, children’s books and other creative endeavors.

Do you have an upcoming project with Marvel Comics?

(Smiles and answers very carefully) Yes.

Can you say something about it?

(Smiles wider and shakes his head vigorously) No.

“Coraline” was followed by “The Wolves in The Wall.” Now, you’re coming out with “Anansi Boys…”

Well, “Anansi Boys” is an adult novel-well, sort of. Actually, “Anansi Boys” is an odd novel. “American Gods,” which won the Hugo and the Nebula and the Bram Stoker and the SFX, the Locus and so on and so forth, is definitely not a book for kids. I mean it has horror and extreme sex, and all sorts of cool stuff. “Anansi Boys” is the next adult novel, but it has no extreme sex, no sex, no swearing, there’s absolutely nothing in there that I wouldn’t mind a 12-year-old reading.

On the other hand, “The Graveyard Book,” which is the next children’s book, begins at least in the current draft, with four pages of a serial killer walking around a house in the dark, having killed all of the family, and looking for the baby to finish them all off. It’s the scariest, nastiest thing I’ve ever written. These days, I don’t make a lot of separation between the adult stuff and the kid’s stuff as I should.

Along those lines, you’ve done quite a bit of film work, with the English script for Hayao Miyazaki’s “Princess Mononoke,” the script for “Good Omens,” and now “MirrorMask.” Following your gustatory metaphor, is cinema another kind of meal that you really enjoy?

Absolutely. The fun for me of cinema is that it’s a completely different kind of adventure. And there’s also this huge kind of teamwork involved.

The strange thing about cinema and TV is this. When you read a novel by me, it’s a book by me. That’s what you get. When you read a comic by me, it’s a comic by me and an artist. When you’re looking at film, you’re looking at something I thought up, as interpreted by a director, as told to you by 80 people and the limitations of budget. It’s so much of a different thing.

On the other hand, I love the reach of film. I love how many people see them. I love, right now, the weird technical possibilities of film and that “special effects” no longer mean what they did. And that is really interesting. The things that Dave McKean experimented on in “MirrorMask” will wind up proving useful somewhere down the line.

You’ve always been interested in different kinds of mythology and different ways of thinking. Is there anything new that you’re currently fascinated by or enjoying? What books are you reading?

Right now, I’m sort of just loading the hopper. Right now, I’m just finding out about it. The joy of being an author for me is that the place where you get ideas or background material is never other people’s books, it’s always weird little books about unlikely things. I just finished reading a book on the history of the menagerie of the Tower of London, going back to the 13th century. I’m now reading a book about the legends of the 10 lost tribes of Israel, and that’s really interesting, how virtually every ethnic group in the world has been identified as part of the lost tribes of Israel.

That’s why you’ve become both an icon of reading and writing in the world. How does that feel?

If I ever thought about it, it would be a bit alarming. It’s like the blog

(NOTE: you can find, along with other fascinating resources on his website, http://www.neilgaiman.com).

I’ve been keeping the blog since January 2001, which is about as far back as people have been blogging. There were dinosaurs blogging when I started. “Dear blog, met a stegosaurus today.” Overall, there’s probably a million words’ worth of stuff in the blog and you could probably extract a small book of advice for writers from this stuff I’ve written to answer specific questions.

But I never set out to keep the blog as a source of advice for writers. It’s just that lots of people want to know things like, how do you this and how do you deal with writer’s block and whatever. And this is how I do it, this is what I think it is.

Is it still as much fun for you or has it gotten more difficult as time has gone on, now that your reach is so wide and there’s a huge audience for your stuff?

I think it’s just different. I’m not sure that harder is right, and I’m not sure that more fun is right. It gets harder to arrange time because all of the sudden you become like a bowling ball on a rubber sheet. When you’re a young writer, you say yes to everything. And then there’s a point when you turn around and… you have to start saying no, which is very hard for a freelance writer to learn.

I still enjoy writing. The most fun I’ve had the last year was going to Glasgow and hearing them workshop “The Wolves In The Walls” as a children’s opera by the National Theater of Scotland. And it was absolutely funny and wonderful. The second most fun was writing “Anansi Boys,” and that’s just the process of me and my pen going off every day and writing. I think that includes the terrible days, of “Christ, I’m an idiot, what makes me think I could be a writer,” and the days when I didn’t even bother picking up my pen because I’m completely struck in a story and had no idea what was going to happen next.

I was three-quarters of the way through “Anansi Boys” when I called up my agent and said, “I have to tell you, the book is crap. I think I’m going to go and stop writing now. We’re just going to have to tell Harpers that we’re never going to finish the book.” And she says, “Oh, so you’re at that point in the book.” And I say, “What do you mean?” And she answers, “You always get there. All my writers do.” Three-quarters of the way, that’s how you feel about it. And then suddenly it all pulls itself together.

I’m so happy with the book, it’s so funny and so light. I like the fact that people read the book and it makes them happier and makes them feel better, and that’s what it was supposed to do.

You’ve ventured into all kinds of genres, but is there something specific you still really want to do?

I’d like to write a stage play. I’ve never created an original stage play. I’ve had stage plays adapted from things I’ve written and I’ve watched them and I’ve liked them, or I haven’t. I would love to do something for the stage, to see what happens.

Does it surprise you that you’re popular, say, in this country, or when you see the reactions you get when you travel?

No. The thing is, I have a more like a “kind-of” famousness. There’s the normal kind of famousness that people have, which means people have heard of you even if they don’t like your stuff or don’t listen to you. Everyone in the world knows that Britney Spears is famous. I’m pretty sure she’s the girl who sang “Oops, I Did It Again.” But apart from that, I can’t identify a Britney Spears song at gunpoint, and, honestly, give me a machinegun and line up 30 average-looking blond American girls and tell me to shoot Britney Spears and I can hit anybody.

But I have a sort of binary fame. Because I tend to exist in either “Neil-Gaiman-I-haven’t-heard-of-him-what-does-he-do,” or “Neil-Gaiman,-oh-my-God-he’s-my-favorite-author.” There’s not an awful lot between them. What was becoming very apparent to me, because I get to go backstage at my website and I get to see where people are coming from-I noticed that Singapore, with a population of four million people was coming in at number five or number six, and the Philippines was coming in at number eight or nine, out of the world. That was the point when I said I have to go to the Philippines, I have to go to Singapore, I have to go and sign in these places because I know there are people there reading this stuff and I’ve never been there and I want to find out what they like.

I went this morning to judge the art show and it wasn’t choosing between apples and oranges but like apples and chocolates and mirrors. So, I go down there, it’s 9:30 a.m. and there are 350 people there, and they catch sight of me. One moment, I have 100 people shouting hello and I say hi, and then it just sort of erupts into a deafening, top-of-the-throat (begins to produce his estimation of a crowd shouting) ahhhhhhhh. It didn’t feel like The Beatles. It felt much, much odder than that. I thought, “This is the Philippines, they are loud, they are vocal and they are really enthusiastic. This is going to be really fun.”
–Ruel S. de Vera

Jun 24
Heck with the Google ranking
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If this doesn’t mean he’s a household name, I don’t know what does.

Nov 19

When Neil sent me the files for Phase 2: Something Good fo the CBLDF I somehow skipped over the Second Quatro. It’s up now here. My apologies. I blame… um… me.

Oct 21

Fox Movie Channel has a track record of listening to its viewership, so it is entirely possible that the rumblings on the internet did move the introductions to be at the start of the movies, rather than at the end of the previous movie. So hopefully tonight is not a one off.

Oct 20
Yep. Another 9:40 PM start
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What Fox Movie Channel (FMC) appears to be doing is running the first host segment after the end of the previous movie. Then it runs interstitals, the feature, and the second host segment.

Since FMC runs their movies commercial free you can probably check IMDB to find out the running time for the movies prior to those featured in the “Nights of Fright” there. For instance, Big Trouble in Little China runs 1hr 39min. Tonight’s first host segment started at 9:40ish.

So given that Batman runs 1hr 45min., in theory tomorrow’s first host segment will start at 9:45ish.

Oct 19
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Excuse me, Fox Movie Channel, but my clock says 9:40 PM right now.

Not 10:00 PM.

So that better have been an interstial involving certain authors coming out of coffins I hadn’t seen earlier and not the beginning of this Nights of Fright thing.

Oh, and yes, much cuter than Zacherley. Like that was even a question.

May 17
Fiddler’s Green
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Fiddler’s Green, a Sandman convention to raise funds for the CBLDF, will be taking place from November 12-14, 2004 at the Millenium Hotel in Minneapolis, Minnesota.

Neil is the guest of honor, with more guests to be announced soonish.

Information, registration, hotel reservations, and other important information can be found on the convention’s website, www.fiddlersgreencon.org, and a mailing list for those who want to be informed about convention plans has been set up at Yahoo (fg-announce).

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