Sunny this morning, but it's been getting cloudier all day. Our high was 72˚F.

I don't think there is anything good I can say about today.

It's the sort of day I just have to survive.

Yesterday I read "The Dunwich Horror," today "The Shadow Over Innsmouth." The afternoon's movie was Christopher Nolan's Inception (2010 ( Read more... )

It as a good day.

Sunny and cloudy, on and off. Our high was only 83˚F.

After being ill last night, I slept more than eight hours and woke feeling halfway decent. This morning I set aside MP1 and began laying out MP1.2, which will corporate all I've written so far on that one plioplatecarpine and includes, as well, the other plioplatecarpine. I ( Read more... )

A very fine day, weatherwise. Bright sun all day long and we went to 81˚F. This is just a few degrees from my ideal ambient temperature ( Read more... )

Today's weather was yesterday's weather. Cold, rainy, lightless. Foul. Our high was 59˚F, and it is now 58˚F. I kept the blinds shut and avoided the windows.

I finished reading The Missing Lynx: The Past and Future of Britain's Lost Mammals by paleogeneticist Ross Barnett. It is an excellent book, and I very much recommend it, especially to those ( Read more... )

Lo, there will be typos ( Read more... )

I was born into an overpopulated world. In May 1964, there were ~3,263,738,832 human beings on the planet.

Currently, there are ~7,324,782,225 human beings on the planet, 4,061,043,393 more people than on the year of my birth.


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Yesterday, I wrote only 804 words on the first chapter of Cherry Bomb. And it was the most excruciating, tedious sort of writing day. Simple action. Two characters in a cluttered apartment. One on a sofa. One at the door. Someone on the other side of the door, speaking from the other side of the door. The problem of building necessary tension in an ( Read more... )

Though I slept eight hours or so, I feel like I didn't sleep at all ( Read more... )

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One cannot genuinely hate a season, but autumn instills in me a deep uneasiness. Yesterday and today, it feels like autumn here in Providence. That carnivorous blue sky, low humidity, temperatures in the seventies Fahrenheit. I'm glad for the break from the heat, but not glad that means a splash of autumn in July ( Read more... )