More weird, restless sleep, with weird, restless dreams. Something about the weather, or the heater in my hotel room, or my unsettled spirit, has kept me awake nights. This time it was vehicular arson as part of some large coverup, except I was very bad at cleaning up evidence of my misdeeds. The car in question in my dream was my first car, an ( Read more... )

It's 13 degrees outside, with a windchill below zero, and snowing merrily. Supposed to accumulate two to four inches today here in Omaha. Luckily I am flying tomorrow, which is supposed to be clear and calm, though still colder than Dorgau's hindmost paps ( Read more... )

These days I go to bed with a mix of Lorazepam and Trazodone. If I don't, the Regorafenib does weird things to my sleep cycle. Essentially, I fall asleep early and sleep short, as if my body clock wants to run about 21 or 22 hours long rather than the usual 24 hours. The cocktail of the other two helps me fall asleep and stay asleep, usually four ( Read more... )

I have been dreaming more of loss of friends and my shrinking life. Ah, cancer.

Two nights ago, it was a long, involved narrative about ( Read more... )

Yesterday was both very wonderful and very difficult. We attended a wedding which was very dear to my heart. Everything there came off perfectly - weather, setting, people, ceremony. That was followed by a very difficult afternoon for reasons unconnected to the wedding. In the end, all was resolved, but some days are definitely better than others ( Read more... )

I had a very vivid dream last night which I was my friend Jeremy Tolbert. I (he?) was living in Kansas, trying to make a career out of graphic design and Web coding. In the course of the dream, I was staying at my parents' house, on a small bed in the living room ( Read more... )

It's no secret that I am a raging heterosexual. My Kinsey rating is so low it should probably be a negative number. These past ten years I've enjoyed an extremely active dating life. Even now, deep in the throes of terminal cancer, I manage to keep busy ( Read more... )

I had a long, complex dream last night. In the first part, I was leading a large, multi-day workshop in a hotel, perhaps in Arizona or New Mexico. It was a lot of fun, emceeing the large group, being a critiquer and teacher in the breakout groups, partying on the patio in the evenings ( Read more... )

I had one of my science fiction dreams again last night. I was flying on a 747 with some other writers. Gardner Dozois was the flight attendant, and did about what you'd expect Gardner to do in that situation. His safety spiel over the p.a. system was more along the lines of "Keep your hands and arms inside the ride at all times," which is not ( Read more... )

Yesterday was a good day. Hugo nominations, yay! Plus lots of time with friends and associates and whatnot. No drinking for me with my fragile liver, but here I am ( Read more... )