Right now, I'm not sure if I feel more like I'm going to vomit, pass out, or suddenly come apart in a cataclysm of protoplasmic, subatomic reversal. I might have slept two hours. When I got up at 8 a.m., there was just enough snow on the ground that it was pretty. Now, there's only a quickly melting scab. But it was our first snow of the winter, ( Read more... )

We didn't get any snow, or if we did it was only a few flurries and we missed it. Today, it's sunny and windy and a chilly 36˚F here in Providence ( Read more... )

Not well this morning. But I'm sort of awake. It's sunny. The sky is painfully blue. It's 55˚F.

Yesterday, I read through everything written so far on The Starkeeper, which comes to a paltry 22 pages. The last couple of weeks I've been dithering over whether to go back to work on it or set it aside and write Interstate Love Song first, then come ( Read more... )

The humidity stayed low yesterday, and the day was quite pleasant, though the mercury went as high as 87˚F. Today will be cooler, only about 82˚F ( Read more... )

Cloudy. Currently only 75˚F, humidity at 66 ( Read more... )

I think it's high time that I let this journal become a journal again. I've allowed it to sink to the level of Tumblr, and I fucking hate Tumblr. And Instagram. And all that shit ( Read more... )

I've come to a place where I begin to fear I'm going to have to set aside what I've written so far on Chapter One of The Starkeeper and begin anew from a slightly different angle. I don't want to do this, because I'm so very far behind. But if I'd not started over twice in 2010, you'd not have The Drowning Girl. If I'd not scrapped Joey Lafaye in ( Read more... )

Thanks to my bladder, I'm very not awake.

Trying to get The Starkeeper moving past the first twenty or so manuscript pages, I'm largely struggling with a problem of voice and pov, and, therefore, of character. My two narrators are both fifteen years old (twins), and it's 1978. And - other stuff I can't divulge. With Sarah Crowe, I was working from ( Read more... )

Yesterday was meant to be the day I got back to work on The Starkeeper. Instead, I spent it trying to "fix" a story called "Ex Libris." Written in November 2011, it was originally published as the first half of The Yellow Book (Subterranean Press, 2012). For whatever reason - I honestly can't say, because I honestly do not know - the text of "Ex ( Read more... )

I'm going to spend today trying not to think about the fact that it's the first day of June and how summer 2016 is one third over and done.

Yesterday, I did 1,029 words on "Whisper Road." I've also been working with Nicky Crowther and Micheal Smith at PS Publishing to get the new edition of Tales of Pain and Wonder to press (complete with Rick ( Read more... )