"Strange how the night moves...with autumn closin' in."
Most of this entry was written yesterday even, but those dread Technical Difficulties stopped me from posting it. So...
Sunny today (yesterday). We've had some warm days, and that has been a relief. We made 74˚F yesterday, 73˚F today, and it is currently 70˚F. My office window is still open. I can hear crickets and katydids and smell the last green of the year.
As for tonight, it's over cast an a little cooler. It's currently 64˚F.
I was up at 6 a.m. this morning (yesterday morning), and I spent two hours writing before 9 a.m. I'd really like to go back to working afternoons and sleeping mornings. On the other hand, last night I slept something like eight and half hours and didn't get out of bed until 8:45 a.m.
Lately, I've been getting contributor's copies and ARCs - today (yesterday), the ARC of From Weird and Distant Shores (2022 reprint, see photo below) arrived, and so did my copy of the new Ellen Datlow anthology Body Shocks, which reprints my story "Elegy for a Suicide." A few days ago a got copy of Paula Guran's The Year's Best Dark Fantasy and Horror (Volume2) (the series apparently began renumbering when it moved to Pyr), which reprints "Dead Bright Star (July 1987.)."
If one song best seems to serve as a theme song for my teen years, I might say it's Bob Segar's "Night Moves."
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Some shit I wrote yesterday on Twitter:
"It amuses me to see readers lament how productive an author I am and how they do not know where to start. It pleases me when readers lament that there is not more."
~ and ~
"Where should you start? How about: a) The Red Tree b) The Drowning Girl c) The Very Best of CRK and d) The Tinfoil Dossier trilogy?"
~ and ~
"Of course, there are also the people who whine about wanting new novels and whatnot from me, and it turns out they've actually read very little I've written or they think I can ever again write something like Silk or Threshold, and...yeah. I can't help those folks."
~ and ~
"I mean, you do know I wrote Silk between 1993 and 1996 (I was 29-31) and it was published 23 years ago, right? I'm not that person anymore. Not even close. Birmingham hasn't been that city in two decades. The world moved on. And now I am this person, and I write other things."
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This is more terrifying than anything I have ever written, but you need to read it: "What's at stake if Trump wins in 2024? Single-party authoritarian rule"
And a quote from Liz Cheney, who impresses me a little more every day: “We are also confronting a domestic threat that we’ve never faced before -- a former president who’s attempting to unravel the foundations of our constitutional republic, aided by political leaders who have made themselves willing hostages to this dangerous man.”
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And speaking of horror stories, you should see Yellowjackets. Have I said that already? The first episode aired a few days ago. Think Lord of the Flies only much, much, much worse.
Oh, and I have signed the contract on my next short-story collection, Murder Ballads, due from SubPress in, I think 2022. Maybe before the end of the world as we know it.
Please, please...have a look at the current eBay auctions. Thank you.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
2:46 p.m. (yesterday!)
Sunny today (yesterday). We've had some warm days, and that has been a relief. We made 74˚F yesterday, 73˚F today, and it is currently 70˚F. My office window is still open. I can hear crickets and katydids and smell the last green of the year.
As for tonight, it's over cast an a little cooler. It's currently 64˚F.
I was up at 6 a.m. this morning (yesterday morning), and I spent two hours writing before 9 a.m. I'd really like to go back to working afternoons and sleeping mornings. On the other hand, last night I slept something like eight and half hours and didn't get out of bed until 8:45 a.m.
Lately, I've been getting contributor's copies and ARCs - today (yesterday), the ARC of From Weird and Distant Shores (2022 reprint, see photo below) arrived, and so did my copy of the new Ellen Datlow anthology Body Shocks, which reprints my story "Elegy for a Suicide." A few days ago a got copy of Paula Guran's The Year's Best Dark Fantasy and Horror (Volume2) (the series apparently began renumbering when it moved to Pyr), which reprints "Dead Bright Star (July 1987.)."
If one song best seems to serve as a theme song for my teen years, I might say it's Bob Segar's "Night Moves."
----
Some shit I wrote yesterday on Twitter:
"It amuses me to see readers lament how productive an author I am and how they do not know where to start. It pleases me when readers lament that there is not more."
~ and ~
"Where should you start? How about: a) The Red Tree b) The Drowning Girl c) The Very Best of CRK and d) The Tinfoil Dossier trilogy?"
~ and ~
"Of course, there are also the people who whine about wanting new novels and whatnot from me, and it turns out they've actually read very little I've written or they think I can ever again write something like Silk or Threshold, and...yeah. I can't help those folks."
~ and ~
"I mean, you do know I wrote Silk between 1993 and 1996 (I was 29-31) and it was published 23 years ago, right? I'm not that person anymore. Not even close. Birmingham hasn't been that city in two decades. The world moved on. And now I am this person, and I write other things."
----
This is more terrifying than anything I have ever written, but you need to read it: "What's at stake if Trump wins in 2024? Single-party authoritarian rule"
And a quote from Liz Cheney, who impresses me a little more every day: “We are also confronting a domestic threat that we’ve never faced before -- a former president who’s attempting to unravel the foundations of our constitutional republic, aided by political leaders who have made themselves willing hostages to this dangerous man.”
----
And speaking of horror stories, you should see Yellowjackets. Have I said that already? The first episode aired a few days ago. Think Lord of the Flies only much, much, much worse.
Oh, and I have signed the contract on my next short-story collection, Murder Ballads, due from SubPress in, I think 2022. Maybe before the end of the world as we know it.
Please, please...have a look at the current eBay auctions. Thank you.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
2:46 p.m. (yesterday!)