A warm, sunny day. Our high was 86F ( Read more... )

My heart gets around ( Read more... )

A good day. Sunny and the high was (and still is) 80˚F.

This morning, I wrote 1,333 words and finished "Two Monsters Walk Into a Bar." It will appear in Sirenia Digest No. 183 (May, 2021). Over the next two days, I hope to get a vignette written for the long overdue SD No. 174 (July 2020) and send both issues out to subscribers simultaneously ( Read more... )

Sunny today. We made it to 77˚F ( Read more... )

I'd not really planned to take a two day break from the journal. I just abruptly discovered on Tuesday night that I needed to step away for a bit. But I'm back now. I will not, however, be continuing my nightly listing of the number of confirmed Covid-19 cases in the state. I don't need to be doing that. If you want those figures, go to the website ( Read more... )

I'm really too tired for this entry, but I don't want to miss another night. Between only having slept about seven hours in two nights and The Cough, well, I'm exhausted ( Read more... )

It's official. May 2017 has missed it's chance to get up off it's ass and provide something but this shitty, wet, cold weather. I think we had three decently warm days. Mostly, since coming back from Birmingham we've had variations on the same grey weather - rainy (or at least cloudy) and chilly (or actually cold). Currently, it's 59˚F and rainy. ( Read more... )

Sunny today, and I don't have to put a phrase to that sky for you to know what I think of the murderous thing. Maybe I'll spend the day pretending it's April.

Somehow, I managed to sleep about eight hours last night, which hasn't happened in weeks. At least weeks. I wish I could say it left me feeling rested, but quite the opposite seems to be the ( Read more... )