Er...crappy day yesterday. No words written. Zero. Zilch. Etc. Just a very constructive call from my agent. Otheriwse, I sat here for hours staring at a blank screen. I have looked over the vignette ideas that were submitted yesterday, and, alas, none of them have really, really set the bells ringing. A couple came close, but likely would have ( Read more... )

I'd not heard that Oakland Cemetery was damaged in the tornado of March 14th, the one that hit downtown Atlanta and the Fulton Cotton Mill lofts. The cemetery is directly west of the lofts, and, I know now that part of my mind has been trying hard not to consider the possibility that Oakland was hit. Of course, we haven't driven over there, because ( Read more... )

I had some crazy thought that I might get the last bit of work on Sirenia Digest #17 done this evening, so that the issue could go out tonight or tomorrow. But we were at Oakland until almost 6:30 p.m., and I appear to have seriously underestimated the tiredness that would follow. Still, I've had a Red Bull and pizza and am now working on a cup of ( Read more... )

There is a very generous new review of Daughter of Hounds over at The Green Man Review, which you may read in its entirety by following this link. I adored this bit - "At one point I decided that the book is best described as 'What if John Bellairs had written Pulp Fiction?'" I must admit, there is a great sense of satisfaction and accomplishment ( Read more... )

Eight hours sleep last night. That seems nothing short of miraculous, and I didn't even have to use Ambien, and today I do feel somewhat better ( Read more... )