Rainy and 44˚F here, with the windchill at 38˚F. During breakfast, a thunderclap sent Selwyn scampering for cover, and I've not seen him since ( Read more... )

Sunny today, and there are hardly any clouds. Currently, it's 40˚F, with the windchill at 32˚F.

Waiting to hear from my agent about the aforementioned job, needing the waiting to be done.

I have spent far too much of my life waiting. There are few things more frustrating.

Later,
Aunt Beast


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Sunny today. The temperature is sitting right at freezing, 32˚F, but the windchill's at 24˚F. It occurs to me that I have not left the House since January 11th. There's still a little snow on the ground, and nothing I see from the windows makes me want to venture Outside. But tomorrow we're going down to Saunderstown to visit with Spooky parents, ( Read more... )

I posted this on Facebook about an hour and a half ago: Here in Providence, it's currently 9˚F, and the windchill is -6˚F. Our high today will be 13˚F. Our low tonight will be 0˚F, with windchills well below zero. I'm not supposed to be here. Since then, the temperature has risen to 11˚F, but the windchill has not budged. The cold presses in at the ( Read more... )

Currently, it's sunny and 46˚F, with a windchill of 43˚F.

I'm battling a monster of a sinus headache today, but I am determined to at least get this journal entry posted.

Today is not only the 157th anniversary of the publication of Charles Darwin's On the Origin of Species by Means of Natural Selection, or the Preservation of Favoured Races in ( Read more... )

There was sun this morning, but even as quickly as I type this, the clouds are moving in again. We'll have rain this evening. I feel beaten down. I feel as if I don't have a single chill and cloudy-day's worth of strength left in me, and yet we are only at the threshold of New England's interminable six or seven or eight month cold. Currently, it's ( Read more... )

Summer has ended. I entirely forgot yesterday was the last day. Green autumn has become Autumn sensu stricto. I didn't even leave the House. Now, I have to dig in and wait out the long cold, which should end sometime in late May or early June. Currently, it's 60˚F ( Read more... )

José is meandering about just offshore. Here, it's windy and rainy. Currently, 69˚F.

Yesterday, I spent two hours on line edits, and then I sent "Le Belle Fleur Sauvage" away to Dark Regions Press. The final word count came to 18,667 words. Also, I forgot to mention that on Monday I received my contributor's copy of the Japanese magazine Night ( Read more... )