Warmer weather. A mix of clouds and sun today. A high of 65˚F. Warm December has arrived.

I desperately wanted today to be the last day of work on MP2 before submission to the journal of our choice. I'll tell you which one later. Not yet. I was awake at 3:30 a.m., and I was working a little after 4 a.m. Today, I did nine hours on the paper, with a ( Read more... )

John Prine has died. He was 73 years old.

Rain all day. A shitty, rainy, chilly day, and I sat here and watched the rain and did nothing else. Oh, except I finished the re-read of Kathe Koja's Skin. I am exhausted. No, I didn't fucking write ( Read more... )

Mostly sunny today. The clouds arrived late in the afternoon. Our high was only 73˚F. Currently it's 60˚F.

Toady I finished reading Peter Straub's Ghost Story (1979) for the umpteenth time. My love for this novel is legendary, so...I won't go on and on and on again. And now I'm reading another of my favorites, Kathe Koja's Skin (1993 ( Read more... )

It's grey and cold here, but at least the snow has mostly been taken from the forecast. Small mercies. Currently, it's 38˚F, with the windchill at 27˚F. In Birmingham, it's will be 67˚F today; here, we have likely already reached our high. Next week in Birmingham, it's supposed to be 81˚F on Tuesday. Here, we're having a heatwave on Tuesday, ( Read more... )

I awoke to snow. This one sort of snuck up on us. We have a couple of inches now, with much more on the way tomorrow. Currently, it's 27˚F, with the windchill at 20˚F. An hour ago it was overcast, but now a sun that brings no warmth has come out, to mock us all ( Read more... )

Currently, cloudy, rainy, 50˚F. Dear Rhode Island, the cold and sunless decades after the Chicxulub impact called and want their weather back.

Asshole weather.

I revisited more Koja yesterday, "The Neglected Garden" (1991) and "The Disquieting Muse" (1994). I read "A juvenile chasmosaurine ceratopsid (Dinosauria, Ornithischia) from the Dinosaur ( Read more... )

It's only 11:29 ayem and already this day can blow me.

Currently, it's a measly 51˚F. On May 1st. Why couldn't I have been stranded in Hawaii or Venice or the south of France?

Please have a look at the current eBay auctions.

No writing yesterday, but I read Kathe Koja's "Teratisms" (1991, in Ellen Datlow's A Whisper of Blood) aloud to Spooky. It ( Read more... )

Twenty years ago yesterday, almost one million people showed up for the March on Washington for Lesbian, Gay, and Bi Equal Rights and Liberation. I was twenty-eight years old. The night before, I'd driven up from Birmingham with a couple of friends, Jada and Katharine. The sun was bright, and I got an astoundingly bad sunburn. I snuck away from the ( Read more... )

Sunny and cool again today ( Read more... )

Well, the results of my experiment were interesting, though not especially dramatic. I was up until sometime just after five. The sky was swiftly brightening, the way it does here. Almost like someone throws a switch. And just after five, I finally lay down. I hadn't expected to fall asleep. I was lying in bed, listening to Brendan Perry, and ( Read more... )