Yeah, still fucking cold here. Colder, actually, than yesterday. Qwe are promised that after today and tomorrow genuinely warmer weather will be here by Monday. our high today was 37F.
I spent the day reading through a big piece of The Night Watchers, preparing to get back on the once and future horse this novel has become.
Over at Dreaming Squid Sundries, Spooky has listed
a copy of the very hard to find Wrong Things (SubPress, 2001), the collection I did with Billy Martin (aka Poppy Z Brite). By the way, it was my first publication from Subterranean Press, twenty-three years ago.
Damn, the time.
Later Tater Beans (jellybeanboom),
Aunt Beast
3:36 p.m. (Selwyn says "Hi.")