Entry #4,714
Yesterday, I wrote 304 words on "Beyond the Laughing Sky," and I sincerely hope I at least found the beginning. And, please, I don't want to hear any crap about how "Well, that's 304 words that didn't exist yesterday." Just, please.
I don't know much else to say about yesterday. I tried to write. I read about Orson Welles and monocrystalline silicon. I read William Gibson and Bruce Sterling and Lewis Carroll. I washed underwear. It was a day.
It's Dorothy Parker's 123rd birthday. And Ray Bradbury would have been 96.
Please have a look at the current eBay auctions. Thank you.
TTFN,
Aunt Beast
I don't know much else to say about yesterday. I tried to write. I read about Orson Welles and monocrystalline silicon. I read William Gibson and Bruce Sterling and Lewis Carroll. I washed underwear. It was a day.
It's Dorothy Parker's 123rd birthday. And Ray Bradbury would have been 96.
Please have a look at the current eBay auctions. Thank you.
TTFN,
Aunt Beast