In other news, I'm reading a biography of Percival Lowell, the 19th Century astronomer who is largely responsible for the promoting the notion that there were canals -- and therefore intelligent life -- on Mars. (If anyone reading this knows where I can find a biography of Giovanni Schiaparelli -- the 19th Century astronomer who invented the notion -- please let me know. I have yet to find one.)
I'm also reading one of his books, The Soul of the Far East. The language is lush, but his ideas are wholly antiquated. I find myself bristling at some of the things he says, but I remind myself that I'm reading to both get a sense of the man and the era. Doesn't stop me grinding my teeth sometimes though.
Also, I don't remember the last time that I read two books at once. It's a little exhilarating and intimidating, especially since one of them is at least a century old.
My story idea continues to build in breadth and momentum. I may have found my life's work. Stay tuned.