It's bright outside, the sun shimmering off the snow, which, though no longer falling from the skies, is falling from the trees. Occasionally, an oak or a fir will, all at once, shed the lion's share of the snow bending its branches, and, despite the sun, there will be white-out conditions, a fleeting, miniature blizzard. The shadows between the ( Read more... )

Dreams that do not bear repeating; wield spite, and bury a dream in oblivion. Besides, this is one of those days when I have too many things to write about, not too few ( Read more... )

Here in Providence it's a balmy 53˚Fahrenheit, bright and sunny ( Read more... )

A rainy day here in Providence. It's nice.

Kyle and I have been hammering out specifics on the still photography/book trailer project for The Drowning Girl, and it's a stressful affair. Well, if you're me. I can make stress out of thin air. Anyway, the Kickstarter is going extraordinarily well (166%)...and...Michael Zulli has just come on board to ( Read more... )

Terrible, terrible insomnia last night. The sun was up before I finally lay down, covered up my head, and fell asleep.

Spooky woke me at about 11:30 a.m. to tell me that The Red Tree has been nominated for the World Fantasy Award. Which left me speechless, and happy, and confused, and lots of other things. My thanks to everyone who emailed me the ( Read more... )

Rainy yesterday, and rainy again today. Which is a good thing. This is rain that was desperately needed. Providence has been so dry all summer (after the floods back in the spring ( Read more... )

Um...yeah. Yesterday is an absolute and utter blur. And it probably would be even if I hadn't slept like ass last night. I have no idea why I slept like ass. I actually got to sleep about 3:30 a.m., and slept for an hour. Then I woke and was awake until sometime after five, when I finally got back to sleep. But from there on, sleep was a fitful ( Read more... )

Today is, of course, the 120th anniversary of the birth of H.P. Lovecraft.

Yesterday, I wrote 1,233 words on the second half of "The Yellow Alphabet," N through P. O came out especially well, I think.

This month, Vince Locke and I will be doing that switch thing we sometimes do, when we reverse the usual order of things, and I write a story to ( Read more... )

We saved a tree yesterday. Which means I accomplished far more yesterday than on most days. It's the tree right outside my office window, a tree that happens to be on our next-door neighbors property. We awoke yesterday to the sound of chainsaws, one of the ugliest sounds in the world. It quickly became apparent that our neighbor was having all the ( Read more... )

Something like eight and a half hours of sleep last night, the antidote to my recent insomnia, and now I'm groggy and not awake. At least the weather's turned cooler again ( Read more... )