Sun and clouds, clouds and sun. The NWS says it's overcast, but will be mostly cloudy today. Currently, it's 39˚F.

Yesterday, I spent two and a half hours putting together the Table of Contents for The Dinosaur Tourist, choosing which stories would go in and which would not. My first try was almost 200k long. I cut that almost in half. And then I ( Read more... )

Four hours sleep. But at least it comes on the heels of four consecutive nights of very good sleep. I've been up since 8:30 ayem, awake since 8:00 (went to sleep about 4 ayem).

And already the day is goddamned annoying. The CEM for Pink Delicious came in, and, this time out, I got the sort of ambitious copyeditor who simply can't refrain from ( Read more... )

This morning, I think Francis Ford Coppola (back in his Apocalypse Now phase), Lars von Trier, and David Lynch teamed up to direct the "nightmare." Come to think of it, those three are the likely culprits for most of my dreams. Anyway, yeah, bad morning. Dreamsickness. I thought, an hour ago, I would sit down here and write out as much of the dream ( Read more... )

Among the day's other various unsavory duties, I could find no further excuse to delay the opening of the dread envelope containing the copy-edited manuscript of Daughter of Hounds. Spooky even captured the moment (behind the cut). However, I only glanced at some of the pages and have not yet begun to stet. Perhaps tomorrow. The ms. has to be back ( Read more... )