A hot day. Sunny. Our high was (so far) 96F, with a heat index of 99F.

I learned that Ellen Datlow's anthology Screams from the Dark: 29 Tales of Monsters and the Monstrous, has been nominated for this year's World Fantasy Award. Fingers crossed. The book includes my story "Strandling," written in May and June of 2021 ( Read more... )

Sunny today. Our high was 86F.

I've been meanining to mention that Ellen Datlow's Screams From the Dark won the Bram Stoker Award for Superior Achievement in an Anthology. The book includes my story "Strandling."

If you've not yet preordered Bradbury Weather, I hope you will.

Last night we finished the third and final season of Ted Lasso. It was ( Read more... )

I may have slept six hours last night, all told. In between being awakened by this or that. Six hours is about the best I ever hope to manage, in these post-Gabapentin days. Perhaps the little extra sleep will help me work despite the return of warmer weather. They're* calling for 89˚F today, with a heat index of 94˚F. The humidity's still low, so ( Read more... )

Cooler today, but sunny. It's 47˚F, and we may reach 60˚F. My sister posted photos from her house in Leeds. It's so green there, the spring of my memory. But at least, come 2 ayem, I'll be in the same time zone as the rest of East Coast. This was my twelfth year to remain on Daylight Savings Time all year round. I look forward to the year when the ( Read more... )

Miserable weather here in Providence. Cold. Well, coldish. Chilly? Nasty, regardless. Cloudy. Windy.

Yesterday, I wrote 1,160 words on the second chapter of Cherry Bomb. I passed the 100-page mark with the manuscript, and I passed the 20,000-word mark, as well. Which means I have less that 50,000 words remaining. On Wednesday (of this incredibly ( Read more... )

Rainy and overcast in Providence today. Only 79˚F.

I can write a long-ass entry trying to sum up yesterday, or I can post this photo:


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