A good day. Sunny and the high was (and still is) 80˚F.

This morning, I wrote 1,333 words and finished "Two Monsters Walk Into a Bar." It will appear in Sirenia Digest No. 183 (May, 2021). Over the next two days, I hope to get a vignette written for the long overdue SD No. 174 (July 2020) and send both issues out to subscribers simultaneously ( Read more... )

It's a wide carnivorous sky this morning. Not a cloud in sight, but cold as hell. Currently, it's 35˚F, with the windchill at a bitter 23˚F.

I'm having trouble waking up today.

Yesterday, I did 1,624 words and found THE END of the story that I might call "Virginia Story." Maybe. Today, I'll polish it a little and try to pull together Sirenia ( Read more... )

Partly sunny and 54˚F. With luck, we'll reach 57˚F. On the first day of May. Never again.

Yesterday, I spent two hours reading back over "Dancy Vs. the Pterosaur," correcting typos, polishing the prose. Then I put together Sirenia Digest #111 (an august number, surely), and Gordon made me a PDF, and Spooky mailed the issue to subscribers. Oh, and ( Read more... )

Today is the day. Which feels quite a bit weirder than the day on which my last few prose books were released. Which is to say, Alabaster: Wolves #1 is now on the shelves of fine comics shops everywhere and available via Dark Horse Digital. And wow. Like I said, weird. But I won't belabor it. The weird. Belabor the weird, I mean. I only ask that ( Read more... )

The humidity is so high in this house I think the walls are about the begin dripping. I believe I can wring water from my socks ( Read more... )

Well, we did get a dab of snow, but it all quickly melted. So, no harm done.

1. Yesterday was another day of editing. I thought I was done with the manuscript for Two Worlds and In Between, but then I realized there was, inexplicably, no story for 1998. So...I asked Bill if I could add one, and he kindly consented (all this was in yesterday's ( Read more... )

1) Here in Providence, the temperature's supposed to soar to 52˚F today, the warmest day since...maybe November. The snow is very slowly melting, and it might be gone by the end of March, barring new storms. I ought to work today, but Spooky and I absolutely cannot spend a quasi-warm day cooped up in the house with the wonderful (relative to recent ( Read more... )

Thunderstorms last night. Lightning reflecting off the snow. This morning, the sun's out, it's 41˚F, and the melting seems to have begun in earnest. I feel like we've been locked in a hard freeze for a solid month or longer. Of course, now there's the ugliness of the melt, because humans and snow are a bad mix, and there's the threat of flooding ( Read more... )

The snow and ice are here to stay. What little melting takes places during the day freezes solid as soon as the sun sets. I'm not kidding about glaciers. I may have to do a driveway glacier photo essay. The low last night was something like 9˚F ( Read more... )

1) I seem to have figured out that the absolute minimum amount of sleep I need to not feel like shit the next day is six hours. Seven is far better, but I can get by on six. Last night, I didn't get six hours. I went to bed at when-the-hell-ever...about 2:30 a.m., I think...but was up again by 3:30, and didn't get to sleep until about 4:45. I ( Read more... )