Three weeks to the wedding. We have an appointment today with the wedding coordinator at the restaurant and another on Tuesday with the florist. I feel like the florist is going to be overpriced. I’m not looking forward to that.

I’ve been spending my time in these last weeks not worrying about the wedding with as much enthusiasm as possible, instead writing and reading. The draft now has 76,000 words and I’m on target for a really nice-sized first draft. I’m almost done with it. I’m currently procrastinating writing the climactic scenes and the denouement, but I figure those will get done this week. I’m excited to get through them, though. I’m still not entirely sure how the details will play out given what’s in my outline. We’ll see.

I finished Kitty and the Dead Man’s Hand by Carrie Vaughn on Wednesday (which was good and thematically appropriate, with Kitty getting married) and started Watchmen that night. I am now halfway through Watchmen, the graphic novel, and I am addicted to it. I’ve actually (gasp) never read a graphic novel before. I’m seriously enjoying it, though its form did take my novice eyes a few pages to get used to. The film trailers are only heightening my anticipation of finishing the novel — as well as seeing the movie. When I see images in the trailers that seem to have been lifted from the page, I get very antsy about seeing the movie version. The casting, furthermore, seems to be very excellent. I’m loving the choices for the various main characters — I’m a fan of the other work of Billy Crudup (Dr. Manhattan), Patrick Wilson (Nite Owl II), Jeffrey Dean Morgan (The Comedian), and Matthew Goode (Ozymandias). Even Malin Ackerman, whom I loved to hate in 27 Dresses, is a surprising but intriguing choice for the Silk Spectre II. Knowing the cast as I’m reading the graphic novel — images on the pages aside — is definitely making this a bit more interesting.

The wedding is the day after the opening day of Watchmen, incidentally, so the night-before-the-wedding mayhem with my Maid of Honor might have to include seeing Watchmen. My sister and I are admitted nerds, which makes this an ideal sisterly activity. Even more ideal is that going to see a cult comic movie the night before the wedding sounds so un-stereotypical, making me even more enthusiastic about it. (Anything that sounds un-stereotypical regarding the wedding makes me excited, because the stereotypical things are stressful, or so the stereotype tells us.) I would go to the Thursday-into-Friday midnight show, but every time I’ve done that — the Star Wars’ prequels, Spider-Man 2 & 3, one or two of the Harry Potter movies — I drag for the next three days. Dragging on the day of the wedding is no good.

In less exciting wedding-related news, I finally went ahead and ordered some favors and things. Apparently these are crucial elements for the event, these favors. Sigh. Plus a few gifts — gifts make sense to me in a way favors don’t. TheKnot.com has some interesting stuff but I managed to stay away from unnecessary kitsch, I hope. I am still very much anti-wedding establishment. I’ve relented on a few fronts (grumble, guestbook and flowers and candies) but I’m still fighting being too commercially traditional. At the end of the day, though, a wedding is still a show, and it’s hard to not want that show to have a few minor flashy touches.