A dreary day. Overcast. The valley filled with fog almost all day, but the sun has just come out. Our high was 52F.

I hardly slept last night. I think the dread nap was the trigger for a bad night. But the sleepless night lead to a crappy day. Still, I finished Graham Farmelo's Churchill's Bomb: How the United States Overtook Britain in the First ( Read more... )

Sunny today. Our high was 88F.

What the fuck happened today? Oh, the writing. I did 1,074 words on "The Moment Under the Moment. (1994)" Kathryn seems very taken with this story; I don't know what to think. Anyway, as soon as this is done, it's back to The Night Watchers, which I intend to have finished for Subterranean Press by the end of the ( Read more... )