Fuck, it's 12:57 p.m. CST, and I'm only just now beginning this entry. Which means it will be a very short entry. Outside, the temperature is 65˚F, and I'll spend all day at this desk. We may not have another day this warm until April.

Yesterday, I went back to Chapter Two of Fay Grimmer, the stone about my neck, and continued my effort to make ( Read more... )