In girum imus nocte et consumimur igni.
A somehow exhausting day. I'm making my entry early, because Z couldn't RP this afternoon. And here is the end of November.
And it's freakin' cold. Our low last night was 27F; our high today was only 51F. It does not help with the agoraphobia.
Not an especially productive day. I had to talk with my mother, and that sorta threw the day off (not your fault, Mom; mine). When it was obvious I'd get nothing much done on the novel I switched gears. I did a little on the Bashi. I attended to correspondence relating to MP2, writing Jon Bryan, professor of Geology & Oceanography at Northwest Florida State College and one of the coauthors on the paper. I've known Jon since I was an undergrad.
I could have done better.
Money worries, they gotten to where they knock my feet out from under me.
My Aunt Ramey (mother's kid sister) has COVID, because she refuses to get the vaccine. And I'm worried about that.
I've discovered the introduction to Bright Dead Star is full of typos, and I have to fix those ASAP. Also, tomorrow I need to talk to bill about the cover art. Yeah, I'm rambling.
Please visit the Dreaming Squid Sundries shop. Spooky's got a one-of-a-kind baby shoggoth sculpture up you can't live without.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
9:09 a.m.
And it's freakin' cold. Our low last night was 27F; our high today was only 51F. It does not help with the agoraphobia.
Not an especially productive day. I had to talk with my mother, and that sorta threw the day off (not your fault, Mom; mine). When it was obvious I'd get nothing much done on the novel I switched gears. I did a little on the Bashi. I attended to correspondence relating to MP2, writing Jon Bryan, professor of Geology & Oceanography at Northwest Florida State College and one of the coauthors on the paper. I've known Jon since I was an undergrad.
I could have done better.
Money worries, they gotten to where they knock my feet out from under me.
My Aunt Ramey (mother's kid sister) has COVID, because she refuses to get the vaccine. And I'm worried about that.
I've discovered the introduction to Bright Dead Star is full of typos, and I have to fix those ASAP. Also, tomorrow I need to talk to bill about the cover art. Yeah, I'm rambling.
Please visit the Dreaming Squid Sundries shop. Spooky's got a one-of-a-kind baby shoggoth sculpture up you can't live without.
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
9:09 a.m.