Spooky's going down to visit her parents today. Her brother and sister and law are visiting (from Bozeman, Montana), and she hasn't seen them in a while. Me, I'm going to spend the day writing. Likely trying to add those new scenes to Black Helicopters. Not the interview, as I'm feeling anxious and low, and the last thing I need is the purposeful ( Read more... )

COMMENT!

The last two episodes of Season Four of House M. D. are, without a doubt, the most emotionally devastatingly and beautifully written television I've seen since...I don't know. A long damn time. Television doesn't make me cry, but I cried. Astounding. Television, even from Fox, can be brilliant.

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My thanks to everyone who preordered ( Read more... )

This morning, Spooky made a fantastic ham omelette (LJ can only spell the word as omelet, which figures), which I ate with pepperoncini (which LJ can't spell at all) and buttered toast, using the leftovers from Friday morning. As I ate, the thought occurred to me, reflecting on all the asshole shoppers and drivers that seem to have slithered out of ( Read more... )

Hallelujah, Noël,
Be it Heaven or Hell...That's the best part of the Greg Lake song, so that's the only part I'm quoting. And that's being generous. Fuck you, Xmas, and the manger you rode in on ( Read more... )

Yesterday was a lot like today, if you only kept your eyes on the sky. Grey ( Read more... )

One of the things about being a freelancer - and here I mean the sort with nothing resembling a regular gig, the sort who lives hand to mouth, short story to novel to short story and so forth - is that there's a lot of waking-up time. You might have to worry about paying the bills, but you can take three hours to chase the sleep away. But now, ( Read more... )

Sunday. Sunday means nothing whatsoever around these parts. Here in deepest, darkest Rhode Island. The hinterlands of Federal Hill.

"You'll forgive her," said the platypus. "The heat's been at her. And she's not been sleeping well. She's jumping at shadows." And the dodo, she concurred.

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I'm trying to get myself ready to go back to work on ( Read more... )

Wicked hot here in Providence. Summer finally arrived with a vengeance. We spent most of yesterday hiding in the middle parlor and the bedroom, the two cool rooms. Fortunately, you can proofread anywhere. Right now, it's 85˚F Outside and 81˚F in the cool part of the house. Here in my office, it's probably as warm as Outside. And...Spooky's about to ( Read more... )

Awake until four ayem, and then I slept until noon. Which means enough sleep, more than usual, but I hate waking up this late. At least, though, we are past the part of the year when, even with CaST to help out, the darkness comes so insanely early ( Read more... )

So much more snow. The sun is blazing off all that white, and virtually nothing will melt today. We got several more inches last night. Last night, the sky glowed orange, and the snow was coming down so hard you could not clearly see the houses on the other side of the street. And there was insomnia last night. I slept less than six hours ( Read more... )