Another rainy day. Fog over the valley all morning and afternoon. Our high was 57˚F.

I spent the morning and early afternoon reading back through everything there is on the new Tinfoil Dossier, which I started reading yesterday. I still like it. But, as I've mentioned, before I can go back to work on it I have to get out a couple of issues of the ( Read more... )

Our high today was 66˚F. It is currently 65˚F and sunny.

A spent a chunk of the day signing the signature pages of the second edition of From Weird and Distant Shores, but I did not get very far. There was a time I could (and did) sign 1,500 sheets in two or three hours. Now it takes two days to do 600 ( have grown to hate signature sheets). Photo ( Read more... )

...or 10 years, 2 months, 6 days. Or 89,256 hours. Or so on and et cetera.

I'll come back to that in a moment. Currently, it's sunny, and it's going to be another hot day. It was a hot day yesterday. Currently, 87˚F, with the heat index at 93˚F.

Yesterday, we continued proofreading the galleys for The Very Best of Caitlín R. Kiernan. We made it ( Read more... )

Yesterday was the sort of day that was so bad it should be stricken from memory. So, I won't say much. We went to Spooky's parent's place in Saunderstown to care for the cat. The bleak landscape and the freezing wind were even worse than I'd expected, and I should have stayed home. And something's given me a sore throat. We got home yesterday ( Read more... )

The past three days have been a terrible blur of depression and anger, largely triggered by bad weather and homesickness, and I have not only allowed it to keep me from working, but also spill out onto social media. Last night, the fever broke, so to speak, even if the weather is still shit. So, today I'm tired and embarrassed, and I'm gonna try to ( Read more... )

The snow's piling up out there. I'd just begun to recover. I'd just managed, the past three days, to get back to work. And now the weather has shut me down again. I can't stay in this House today. I can't sit here smothering and claustrophobic. I don't know where we'll go, but I'm getting out of here. Currently, it's 33˚F, with the windchill at 26˚ ( Read more... )

Yesterday was perfectly, entirely wretched, a day with no hope of redemption. A day that batters my bones to pulp. And I am better off not speaking of it so soon ( Read more... )

It's blindingly bright outside, and everything is melting. Right now, the temperature is 35˚F, with the windchill at 24˚F. There's a slight chance of more snow, and the nights for the next few days are going to be horribly cold - 29˚F tonight, 28˚F tomorrow night, 23˚F on Friday night, 23˚F on Saturday night. At home, there's a freeze warning ( Read more... )

The snow started falling sometime after 1 a.m., and I think it's supposed to fall all day long. Currently, we have several inches, and it's 31˚F, with the windchill at 16˚F. There's ice on the windows, so it's hard to see out, which is really for the best. The wind is 32 mph from the N, gusting to 46 mph. This is our third winter storm in only a ( Read more... )

Home again. "Home" again. I'm starting to think the sun has abandoned Providence for good this time. Currently, it's overcast and 42˚F, with the windchill at 33˚F. Utter misery. And we're expecting snow tonight and Monday morning and also Wednesday and Thursday ( Read more... )