"But, underneath the table, I will spin the wheel and hope for gold."
Sunny today. Currently 76˚F.
I'm still exhausted from yesterday. My thanks to everyone who came out last night. It went very, very well, though I embarrassed myself by almost winding up in tears four of five or six times during the course of my talk, which was a bit rambling and unfocused. I wore my Grandmother Ramey's engagement ring as a good luck charm. I got to meet John Ken Mortensen, who is one of the four artists Centipede Press used for Mythos Tales: Houses Under the Sea. He may be the only man in Denmark with a Roy Orbison tattoo. But yes, it was magical. Also, my thanks to Derrick Hussey and the Aeroflex Corporation for making a very generous donation to pay for the timely curation of the materials I have given Brown. Please, go to the Hay and see the exhibit, if you can. It will be up until December 15, and there going to swap out some of the material of display partway through it, in October or thereabouts. So, it will essentially become a new exhibit at that point.
Did I mention that I'm exhausted?
Spooky picked Sonya up from the train station yesterday afternoon, so she was here to help out. We were up way too late talking politics. Kathryn is about to take her back downtown, as she has Necronomicon all weekend.
Between Charlottesville and the vandalizing of the Holocaust memorial in Boston, my capacity for sorrow and horror and heartsickness is pretty close to maxed out. But I have to keep going.
7:28 p.m.
I'm still exhausted from yesterday. My thanks to everyone who came out last night. It went very, very well, though I embarrassed myself by almost winding up in tears four of five or six times during the course of my talk, which was a bit rambling and unfocused. I wore my Grandmother Ramey's engagement ring as a good luck charm. I got to meet John Ken Mortensen, who is one of the four artists Centipede Press used for Mythos Tales: Houses Under the Sea. He may be the only man in Denmark with a Roy Orbison tattoo. But yes, it was magical. Also, my thanks to Derrick Hussey and the Aeroflex Corporation for making a very generous donation to pay for the timely curation of the materials I have given Brown. Please, go to the Hay and see the exhibit, if you can. It will be up until December 15, and there going to swap out some of the material of display partway through it, in October or thereabouts. So, it will essentially become a new exhibit at that point.
Did I mention that I'm exhausted?
Spooky picked Sonya up from the train station yesterday afternoon, so she was here to help out. We were up way too late talking politics. Kathryn is about to take her back downtown, as she has Necronomicon all weekend.
Between Charlottesville and the vandalizing of the Holocaust memorial in Boston, my capacity for sorrow and horror and heartsickness is pretty close to maxed out. But I have to keep going.
7:28 p.m.