I woke to the news of Ray Bradbury's death. I'm not going to say much about it, because this is something that hits me in the gut and the head and the heart. I need time to allow it to sink in. I've said too many times that I might never have become an author without Ray Bradbury. He showed me how to rub two words together and make a spark that ( Read more... )

My head is all fire and fucking molten nails this morning. I am the Good Ship Righteous Fucking Indignation. My threshold for douchebags will stand at zero for the foreseeable future. We're talking hellfire-and-brimstone Old Testament shit. Today, I am the nastiest pirate ship that ever plowed the Seven, and we're out for blood, and there will be ( Read more... )

Here in Providence, we've leapfrogged from April, way back on Wednesday, to June. And, actually, four days ago, I had to run the space heater in my office. So! Everything normal here in New England. Last night, at three ayem, the humidity was 100%.

As birthdays go, or, rather, as my birthdays go, yesterday was probably ahead of the curve. I have a ( Read more... )