Overcast today, but a little warmer. Currently, it's 47˚F, no windchill.

Yesterday, I wrote 1,164 words on "Untitled Psychiatrist #2," which will be appearing in Sirenia Digest #133. And today Agents of Dreamland is released to readers all the world round, and I ought to be glad, and I ought to be excited. But I'm not. This isn't the same world in ( Read more... )

Yesterday we finally got the sort of snow that I actually associate with winter in Providence. Wet, sticky, pretty. If we must have fucking snow, at least let it be easy on the eyes. I measured about 4.5". Right now the sun is out, but more snow is forecast for tonight. Currently, it's 32˚F out there, but supposedly it feels like 43˚F ( Read more... )

Yesterday, I wrote 1,462 words on Red Delicious. At this point, there are 2,187 words in the word bank - almost two full day's worth ( Read more... )

So, first off, yes, The Ammonite Violin & Others has been nominated for a World Fantasy Award in the category of Best Collection. And yes, I am surprised and very pleased. Richard A. Kirk (who did the cover and endpapers for The Ammonite Violin & Others) is also nominated for a WFA this year, in the category of Best Artist. And! He's the Artist ( Read more... )

New version of Firefox, you suck. Just so you know.

And yesterday was a very weird day. But here I am, on the other side of it.

Yesterday, I wrote the journal entry and answered email. I edited the FAQ for the soon-to-go-live new Sirenia Digest website. And I did a little more work on "Fake Plastic Trees," adding about 200 words to clarify ( Read more... )

Yesterday went well, so far as the writing is concerned. To my great surprise (and relief) it only took me 364 words to reach THE END of "For One Who Has Lost Herself." The "final" word count is 5,860 words. Now I'm stepping away from the piece for a couple of days. I need some perspective before I read through the whole thing, start to finish. I' ( Read more... )