Mostly sunny today, and a little cooler. We only made it to 61˚F. It's currently 51˚F, but there's a 46˚F windchill ( Read more... )

A rough night, poor sleep, nightmares, and then I awoke to a thunderstorm hammering the mountain. These grey walls devour almost every photon, and cloudy days are like the last moments of twilight. It's cooler today, more storms on the way, but the sun will be back tomorrow ( Read more... )

Spooky said I could use the photo of her elbow (below), but I had to call it "The Wages of Moving." So, there you have it. We are each a mass of bruises, scabs, scrapes, and sprains.

The sun is setting, after a cooler, rainy day. This morning, we saw two scarlet tanangers (Piranga olivacea), a bird I'd not seen in a long time. The air through my ( Read more... )

Juneuary, that's what it is today. After a low in the 40s˚F last night, we're currently at 53˚F and won't see better than 54˚F. Overcast and rainy ( Read more... )

Overcast here and 65˚F.

Yesterday was all packing, and now my office is essentially finished. Today, I need to try and start writing something for Sirenia Digest 149. I had planned to use the second half of ""The Eldritch Alphabētos" for that issue, but now I think I'm going to hold off on that until after the move, probably for 150 in July ( Read more... )

Sunny today, and the warmth is back. Currently, it's 75˚F ( Read more... )

We are promised that some semblance of warmth is returning today, but at the moment it's overcast and 56˚F ( Read more... )

00. I'm not feeling very bow tie this afternoon. Comments would be nice.

01. Yesterday there was email, and Subterranean Press needed some stuff from me for The Yellow Book, which, you may recall, is the FREE hardcover chapbook that accompanies the limited edition (but not the trade) of Confessions of a Five-Chambered Heart. Little odds and ends, ( Read more... )

Yesterday, by some miracle (I don't actually believe in "miracles," sensu loaves and fishes, etc., so what I actually mean is by some statistically improbable, but not impossible, turn of events), I wrote a measly 869 words, and finished the preface for The Red Tree. The preface is written by the fictional editor who has come into the possession of ( Read more... )

I'd like to have summer back now, please. I'll be good, promise ( Read more... )