We were promised sun today, but it never arrived. A colder day than yesterday and overcast. Currently, it's 46˚F, the windchill at 44˚F.

This afternoon, I wrote 1,136 words on The Tindalos AssetAfter the writing, Spooky and I took eBay and Etsy packages to the p.o., then stopped by Oak Street Garden Shop in Mountain Brook. I needed a plant for the ( Read more... )

Sunny and much warmer today. We made it into the mid fifties Fahrenheit. Currently, it's 45˚F.

I wrote another 1,029 words on "Untitled 43."

And I read another volume of the old handwritten journal (Vol. 4, 1991, February-August). And also "Transmeditations," the column that I wrote for the Alabama Forum between January 1993 and February 1994, ( Read more... )

Coldish and cloudy some today, sunny some today, especially now, as the sun drops below the horizon. Currently, it's 53˚F ( Read more... )

The sun was supposed to be back this morning, but so far only clouds. Now, the word is they'll be gone this afternoon. Currently, it's 52˚F, with a windchill of 49˚F.

Last night, the first episode of Season Four of RuPaul's Drag Race: All Stars. And then I didn't sleep very much. This morning I began reading Philip Pullman's The Golden Compass, ( Read more... )

Overcast and rainy today, but not too cold. Currently, it's 56˚F.

Yesterday, I got through the copyeditor's notes on The Very Best of Caitlín R. Kiernan. There were a couple of very embarrassing errors that have been reprinted over and over and over. That always amazes me. And there was the bank and a trip to Publix and then Piggly Wiggly. There ( Read more... )

Today I took Kathryn to places in east Birmingham, down on Fourth Avenue, that I'd not been since 1993, places where there were once drag clubs where I performed. Now, one has been torn down and been replaced with a health clinic and the other is a barbecue joint. It was disorienting and sad and strange ( Read more... )

Chilly tonight, currently 58˚F. But at least the sun came out late in the day.

And Byron is here. And we're still packing. And cleaning the apartment. And preparing to take our leave.

I'll have time for something short in the morning.

Later,
CRK


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Sunny this morning, and the day is supposed to be much warmer. We should see 80˚F.

I only managed about three and a half hours sleep this morning.

Yesterday, I wrote 1,181 words on a new story for Sirenia Digest 149, which I'm calling "A Chance of Frogs on Wednesday." I need to finish it by Sunday evening. There's so little time, and we still ( Read more... )

Home again. "Home" again. I'm starting to think the sun has abandoned Providence for good this time. Currently, it's overcast and 42˚F, with the windchill at 33˚F. Utter misery. And we're expecting snow tonight and Monday morning and also Wednesday and Thursday ( Read more... )

At best, I slept two hours. I lay awake worrying about - well, I don't suppose that really matters. What matter is that I didn't sleep and that I cannot afford a day being sick and zombiefied because I couldn't sleep.

I've just about finished with the mss. for The Dinosaur Tourist and The Chartreuse Alphabet (accompanying chapbook). I put another ( Read more... )