So, at least I managed a little sleep last night, all of it about about 1:30 a.m. (when I woke the night before). I was awake at 5, though, and I was writing by 6 a.m. Oh, wait, the damn weather. Cooler still today. It would have been great chalk gully weather. We made 89F, but it was overcast and there was a cool breeze. Autumn is coming fast, and ( Read more... )

I slept a little more, get this, I woke about 4 a.m., roled over and had a cramp in my leg so violent that I very almost screamed. Actually screamed. I have never, I do not think, screamed. For hours afterwards, the leg was too weak to stand on. Now it's just stiff. And that is how I began my day ( Read more... )

Our high today was 66˚F. It is currently 65˚F and sunny.

A spent a chunk of the day signing the signature pages of the second edition of From Weird and Distant Shores, but I did not get very far. There was a time I could (and did) sign 1,500 sheets in two or three hours. Now it takes two days to do 600 ( have grown to hate signature sheets). Photo ( Read more... )

Clouds and sun today, a little of both. Our high was 88˚F ( Read more... )

I think "shiny as a hammered tin pig" is my new go-to expression. Thank you, Piggly Wiggly.

Cold today. We haven't seen much of that since early December. Currently, it's 37˚F, with the windchill at 32˚F. Other than the market and post office, we hardly left the house today. Or yesterday.

Night before last, we watched Episode Eight of Twin Peaks ( Read more... )