"I do not know what is a welcome mat."
Overcast all day. The high was only 75F.
I had a productive day, compared to the way things have been going lately. I think it's the terror of looming insolvency and homelessness. I worked on Sirenia Digest 216 all morning. Originally, it was going to feature "A Nameless Person of Mysterious Origin," but that story is taking forever, so, intsead subscribers will get a "blast from the past," a story that has been more or less unavailable since it was last reprinted in the hideously ugly and largely forgotten Meisha Merlin tpb of Tales of Pain and Wonder (2002). The story in question, written in 1996 while I was still in Athens, has not been included in later editions of the colection. So, it's been out of circulation for twenty-two years. Wanna know more? Well, not until tomorrow, when I hope the issue will be released.
I was supposed to talk with my lit agent at 2:30 p.m., but that's been rescheduled for Monday. I think.
And I signed a bunch of books from sales in the shop and spent a good bit of time trying the nail down the plot of The Sun Always Shines on TV, the sequel to (what else) Living a Boy's Adventure Tale. The novella has to be written fast, so I can get back to the long-neglected novel. So, a busy, busy day. Now I just have to have a bunch more of those.
This afternoon's movie was Justin Lin's Star Trek Beyond (2016). And last night Kathryn and I watched all of the third and final season of Sterlin Harjo and Taika Waititi's brilliant Reservation Dogs. I am going to miss this series so much. The season-three episode "Deer Lady" is one of the best things I've seen made for TV in a while.
Yesterday I finished reading the Kurbick bio (great book) and went back to Rüdiger Barth and Hauke Friederichs' The Last Winter of the Weimar Republic. I tried to read this a couple of years back and bounced off. We'll see. Oh, and I read Lovecraft's "The Shadow Over Innsmouth" today, because I needed something familiar.
And I am reposting this AGAIN, because the situation is seriously dire here, and I cannot afford dignity: It's time I have to start talking about money again. We had to deal with taxes today, and the May rent looms. So, once again I need (reluctantly) to point to the GoFundMe page. The page explains the particulars of our situation. Anything you can do to help is appreciated. Thank you. There's also the Dreaming Squid Sundries shop. Kathryn has just added Letter Y of Frog Toes and Tentacles (SubPress, 2005), with a handmade velvet "book cozy."
Not since, I think, the winter of 2005 have finances been so dire.
Okay. That should do it for now.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
12:08 p.m. (the turtle place)
I had a productive day, compared to the way things have been going lately. I think it's the terror of looming insolvency and homelessness. I worked on Sirenia Digest 216 all morning. Originally, it was going to feature "A Nameless Person of Mysterious Origin," but that story is taking forever, so, intsead subscribers will get a "blast from the past," a story that has been more or less unavailable since it was last reprinted in the hideously ugly and largely forgotten Meisha Merlin tpb of Tales of Pain and Wonder (2002). The story in question, written in 1996 while I was still in Athens, has not been included in later editions of the colection. So, it's been out of circulation for twenty-two years. Wanna know more? Well, not until tomorrow, when I hope the issue will be released.
I was supposed to talk with my lit agent at 2:30 p.m., but that's been rescheduled for Monday. I think.
And I signed a bunch of books from sales in the shop and spent a good bit of time trying the nail down the plot of The Sun Always Shines on TV, the sequel to (what else) Living a Boy's Adventure Tale. The novella has to be written fast, so I can get back to the long-neglected novel. So, a busy, busy day. Now I just have to have a bunch more of those.
This afternoon's movie was Justin Lin's Star Trek Beyond (2016). And last night Kathryn and I watched all of the third and final season of Sterlin Harjo and Taika Waititi's brilliant Reservation Dogs. I am going to miss this series so much. The season-three episode "Deer Lady" is one of the best things I've seen made for TV in a while.
Yesterday I finished reading the Kurbick bio (great book) and went back to Rüdiger Barth and Hauke Friederichs' The Last Winter of the Weimar Republic. I tried to read this a couple of years back and bounced off. We'll see. Oh, and I read Lovecraft's "The Shadow Over Innsmouth" today, because I needed something familiar.
And I am reposting this AGAIN, because the situation is seriously dire here, and I cannot afford dignity: It's time I have to start talking about money again. We had to deal with taxes today, and the May rent looms. So, once again I need (reluctantly) to point to the GoFundMe page. The page explains the particulars of our situation. Anything you can do to help is appreciated. Thank you. There's also the Dreaming Squid Sundries shop. Kathryn has just added Letter Y of Frog Toes and Tentacles (SubPress, 2005), with a handmade velvet "book cozy."
Not since, I think, the winter of 2005 have finances been so dire.
Okay. That should do it for now.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
12:08 p.m. (the turtle place)