"Vous avez lu l'histoire..." (169)
Some sun today, some clouds. Our high was 65˚F.
Alas, I will not be sending Sirenia Digest 203 out today. I started proofreading "Build Your Houses With Their Backs to the Sea" and discovered some unexpectedly rough patches at the start of the story. Kathryn and I spent a chunk of the day reading and marking up the whole story. It's not bad, but then I'm biased, right?
I picked The Coddling of the American Mind up again and made it through another chapter.
The afternoon's film was Denis Villeneuve's Sicario (2015).
This morning I discovered how to read ancient Usenet posts and lost two hours wading through old posts to alt.books.caitrkiernan. My god. Remember the Shrikes? Tape swaps? The Salmagundi newsletter? Where has all the time and all those people gone? I had no idea you could still see that stuff.
Please have a look at Dreaming Squid Sundries. Danke.
I'm out of photos from McWane, and I'm told today is "Appreciate a Dragon Day," so I leave you with shot of one of the Komodo dragons that lives on the bookcase behind my desk.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
8:23 a.m.
Alas, I will not be sending Sirenia Digest 203 out today. I started proofreading "Build Your Houses With Their Backs to the Sea" and discovered some unexpectedly rough patches at the start of the story. Kathryn and I spent a chunk of the day reading and marking up the whole story. It's not bad, but then I'm biased, right?
I picked The Coddling of the American Mind up again and made it through another chapter.
The afternoon's film was Denis Villeneuve's Sicario (2015).
This morning I discovered how to read ancient Usenet posts and lost two hours wading through old posts to alt.books.caitrkiernan. My god. Remember the Shrikes? Tape swaps? The Salmagundi newsletter? Where has all the time and all those people gone? I had no idea you could still see that stuff.
Please have a look at Dreaming Squid Sundries. Danke.
I'm out of photos from McWane, and I'm told today is "Appreciate a Dragon Day," so I leave you with shot of one of the Komodo dragons that lives on the bookcase behind my desk.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
8:23 a.m.