I can't help but think that this could be America's last Independance Day. I think that's the sort of pronouncement that Bret Easton Ellis would refer to as "clutching pearls." And yet. And it was hot. Our heat advisory continued. Sunny and cloudy by turns, the high 97F, with a heat index of 106F. Near sunset, as all of Birmingham readied for the ( Read more... )

Our high was 93.9F, with a heat index of 96F ( Read more... )

Sunny and warm today. Almost like an earliest summer day. A high of 80F.

Constantly reading, watching documentaries, and dithering over the smallest possible things in Bright Dead Star, and that has to stop tomorrow. I have not dithered so much over a short-story collection ms. since Dear Sweet Filthy World, back in 2016, when I rewrote (to some ( Read more... )

Sunny today. Our high was 84˚F, with a heat index of 87˚F. Currently, it's 82˚F.

This morning (drum roll, fanfare of brass instruments, all that) I wrote the first 1,123 words of what I am fairly certainly is not a false start for The Night Watchers. I figure the first 10k words will prove me right or wrong. I'm aiming to write a minimum of 1k ( Read more... )