September 30th, 2004


The Tate Modern

A few days ago I complained that it was a bit disingenuous to call the Tate Modern the largest modern art museum in the world, given that half of it is one large empty space. Here’s what I was talking about. That's eight stories of empty.

I have so much writing I need to be doing. I think I should camp out in the library for a while. I need to knock out the rest of C∂úlhúvi∂a so I can move on. Part 4-6 will be coming out on WiredFiction next week.

I dug out my old notes on Hugo de Morville, to prep for NaNoWriMo and realized that I have a 12 page outline just for the chronological details. I also have about a dozen different files called Hugo Notes. This should be fun.