"But my words, like silent raindrops, fell." 5
Sunny today. Our high was 88˚F, with a heat index of 98˚F.
I actually managed a lot of work today, though I was unwell in the evening. I talked with Bill Schafer about Bradbury Weather, and I talked with my agents about...stuff. I cleaned my office a little. My contributor's copies of the new edition of From Weird and Distant Shores arrived and it is gorgeous. And yes, the $750 deluxe edition has, indeed, sold out. Later, I spoke with talked with folks at Yale about casting teeth, first the vertebrate paleontology collections manager and then then chief preparator, and I was given permission, within strict guidelines, to cast the teeth in question. Now I have to order the silicon and such, because McWane doesn't have it in stock. I have to work on coding my character matrix on Monday, and I have no idea how long I'll need for the silicon to arrive. Maybe late in the week. I'm gonna also write some fiction this week.
I am considering a slightly fictionalized autobiography, MX KIERNAN. No, I'm not joking. I may call the next collect Alt Ctrl Delete.
I managed to finish Nick Cave's The Death of Bunny Munro. It's a brilliant book, but reading it is an endurance test.I have begun reading Michael J. Benton's When Life Nearly Died: The Greatest Mass Extinction of All Time, about the Permian Mass Extinction.
Last night, we watched a new three-part documentary of the apocalyptic shitshow that was the 1999 Woodstock festival. I will always be glad I was wherever else I was at the time.
Okay, one more thing. The Big Cartel shop. Please go have a look. My books and audiobooks and issues of Sirenia Digest, PLUS Spooky's beautiful tie-dye work, which is selling better than my books. Thank you.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
11:25 a.m. (There's a story here; maybe some day I will tell it.)
I actually managed a lot of work today, though I was unwell in the evening. I talked with Bill Schafer about Bradbury Weather, and I talked with my agents about...stuff. I cleaned my office a little. My contributor's copies of the new edition of From Weird and Distant Shores arrived and it is gorgeous. And yes, the $750 deluxe edition has, indeed, sold out. Later, I spoke with talked with folks at Yale about casting teeth, first the vertebrate paleontology collections manager and then then chief preparator, and I was given permission, within strict guidelines, to cast the teeth in question. Now I have to order the silicon and such, because McWane doesn't have it in stock. I have to work on coding my character matrix on Monday, and I have no idea how long I'll need for the silicon to arrive. Maybe late in the week. I'm gonna also write some fiction this week.
I am considering a slightly fictionalized autobiography, MX KIERNAN. No, I'm not joking. I may call the next collect Alt Ctrl Delete.
I managed to finish Nick Cave's The Death of Bunny Munro. It's a brilliant book, but reading it is an endurance test.I have begun reading Michael J. Benton's When Life Nearly Died: The Greatest Mass Extinction of All Time, about the Permian Mass Extinction.
Last night, we watched a new three-part documentary of the apocalyptic shitshow that was the 1999 Woodstock festival. I will always be glad I was wherever else I was at the time.
Okay, one more thing. The Big Cartel shop. Please go have a look. My books and audiobooks and issues of Sirenia Digest, PLUS Spooky's beautiful tie-dye work, which is selling better than my books. Thank you.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
11:25 a.m. (There's a story here; maybe some day I will tell it.)