Ah, but they're always so damn alert...

I went to bed early last night. Really, I did. Unfortunately, whatever good I had done by this action was promptly undone by the tempting presence of Wolves of the Calla, which was sitting on the bedside table calling my name. I swear, it was literally calling out to me. 'Seeeeeeeeeeeeanan,' it said, ' ( Read more... )

We were holding a convention in a gigantic hotel that was sometimes a converted house and sometimes essentially the Overlook from The Shining. There was a stairway that was one long hintbook to the Dark Tower series, with photos and newsclippings fastened to the individual steps with varnish showing scenes from places where the Tower hit the 'real ( Read more... )

Wolves of the Calla is out today. ohimesamamama is getting hers today. I am not.

I am consumed by lust.

That's pretty much all -- I'm sort of tidying the living room, and writing like a mad thing, so the rest of my attention is very much divided. My bedroom once again looks like a war-zone, and I still haven't finished reading the new Gunslinger. So it's ( Read more... )

I bought a birdie yesterday ( Read more... )