Today is the 20th anniversary of this LJ, which began on this date in 2004. I was about to turn forty, and we lived in a loft in what once had been an elementary school in Atlanta. It's the year that Murder of Angels was published. Thus far, there have been 7,185 posts. This is number 7,186 ( Read more... )

A spectacularly windy day. Gale warnings. The wind at 22 mph. There's a limb that scrapes against the wall of the house, near our bedroom window. If being sick hadn't kept me awake, that would have. Leaves are coming down. The street is papered with red, yellow, and brown leaves. The sky is hidden behind the clouds ( Read more... )