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Sunny almost the whole day. Our high was 90˚F, with the heat index at 99˚F.
This morning I proofed and edited "Hydrarguros" for Bradbury Weather, before the unwellness of yesterday caught up with me again. Reading these "early" stories, they very much demonstrate what I've suspected, that I had a sort "Golden Age" of science fiction in my career, a period that seems to have begun in the spring of 2003, when I wrote "Riding the White Bull," and continued until sometime in 2009 or 2010. The later stories include "Galápagos" and "Tidal Forces," which were written in Spring 2009 and Summer 2010, respectively. After that, my focus shifted heavily to HPL's "mythos," to the stories that would eventually make up the bulk of Houses Under the Sea: Mythos Tales, and my SF output dropped to a trickle. I'll write more about this as editing on the volume continues. It's interesting. Anyway, as it stands, most of Bradbury Weather still stretches out before me; I'm at 269/821 pp.
I did manage to do some much needing cleaning in my office.
Three documentaries this afternoon, one on New Horizons' encounter with Ultima Thule, one on the pyramids, and one on the building of the ocean liner Seven Seas Explorer.
Please have a look at the Big Cartel shop. Thank you.
I leave you with wax teeth, because apparently Halloween starts in August these days.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
3:54 p.m.
This morning I proofed and edited "Hydrarguros" for Bradbury Weather, before the unwellness of yesterday caught up with me again. Reading these "early" stories, they very much demonstrate what I've suspected, that I had a sort "Golden Age" of science fiction in my career, a period that seems to have begun in the spring of 2003, when I wrote "Riding the White Bull," and continued until sometime in 2009 or 2010. The later stories include "Galápagos" and "Tidal Forces," which were written in Spring 2009 and Summer 2010, respectively. After that, my focus shifted heavily to HPL's "mythos," to the stories that would eventually make up the bulk of Houses Under the Sea: Mythos Tales, and my SF output dropped to a trickle. I'll write more about this as editing on the volume continues. It's interesting. Anyway, as it stands, most of Bradbury Weather still stretches out before me; I'm at 269/821 pp.
I did manage to do some much needing cleaning in my office.
Three documentaries this afternoon, one on New Horizons' encounter with Ultima Thule, one on the pyramids, and one on the building of the ocean liner Seven Seas Explorer.
Please have a look at the Big Cartel shop. Thank you.
I leave you with wax teeth, because apparently Halloween starts in August these days.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
3:54 p.m.