Cooler again today. Our high was 90F.

I found out early this afternoon that Michael Zulli died on the 8th. We were close between 2011 and 2013, and then, I have no idea why, we drifted apart. That happens. I have lost contact with so many people. Anyway, Michael became my George Philp Saltonstall, he of The Drowning Girl: A Memoir. Out of the blue ( Read more... )

Haven't made two entries in one day in ages. But here you go ( Read more... )

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Sunny again today, but colder. Currently, it's 47˚F.

No writing yesterday, because yesterday was my meeting at the Hay with Christopher Geissler. First, though, we had to drive up to the storage unit in Pawtucket and retrieve the original Michael Zulli Drowning Girl painting - the one that wasn't published in the Centipede Press edition of the ( Read more... )

The last month of a very foul year. And I do not look towards 2017 with anything resembling hope. I think that I have to learn to live without hope for a while. It's sunny again today, the sky an uncomfortable shade of blue. Blue like a razor. Currently, it's 55˚F; we're having an odd little warm spell ( Read more... )

My thighs are sore this morning, but, alas, only from shifting around boxes in the nightmare that is our two storage units. So get your minds out of the gutter. For now. We had to take five boxes of comp copies and ARCs of various books to Pawtucket yesterday evening. Unfortunately, I opened a few boxes I ought not have opened, Πανδώρα-like, and ( Read more... )

Hold on. I'm trying to remember what happened day before yesterday. No, I'm not kidding. Hold on.

Ah, okay. Good damn thing I have Spooky, who may as well be my failing memory's external hard drive. But first, this:

It's not so much negativity as it is things you can't understand. I only have my own experiences that I know for sure what happened ( Read more... )

Rainy today. yesterday turned into a rather pleasant day, weather wise. The sun came out. The sky was even kindly. Presently, it's 48˚F, but, oddly, it feels like - "they" say - 54˚F.

Today we're beginning the BIG-ASS XMAS EBAY BLOWOUT. Lots of good stuff® for the whoever who has everything - except that. Please have a look. Thank you. Currently, ( Read more... )

Spooky just told me that Rift is going free-to-play. So, there goes one of the last bastions. The floodgates will open, and the children will pour in. I mean, it's bad enough now, without the twits who are just coming to grief and treat the game like a giant chatroom ( Read more... )

And here's one of those interviews that I mentioned this morning. One of the better ones, actually. It's mostly related to The Drowning Girl: A Memoir and my writing in general, with lots of blithering about....stuff. And there's also a novel excerpt, all at the marvelous Weird Fiction Review:

Interview: Caitlín R. Kiernan on Weird Fiction

Novel ( Read more... )