I'm on a bit of a Muse kick right now ( Read more... )

Right now, I'm just about glum enough that not even my plan to sell Dunkin' Donuts® on the Boston Cream Clam Cake® is a bright spot. That's one of the weird spots about these periods when the crazy gets better. There are mornings I wake up, and I just feel bad, and I have to remember, hey, lots of mornings sane fucking people fucking feel bad. That ( Read more... )

An email late last night from the South Korean translator for Beowulf, which is weird and cool and frustrating all at the same time. I have no idea how many languages the novelization will be translated into. A lot. That's a very safe bet. I cannot deny the frustration of seeing this sort of distribution going to a novelization instead of one of my ( Read more... )

Yeah, well, some mu zein wallah quiz thingy just told me that my ideal presidential candidate is Dennis Kucinich, when I know damn well my ideal presidential candidate is Steve Buscemi.

Five more incredibly tedious hours editing Tales of Pain and Wonder yesterday, going over the manuscript with tweezers and sewing needles. And finally, I reached ( Read more... )

Today we will do the finalmost round of edits for the 3rd edition of Tales of Pain and Wonder, and I hope to email the ms. away to Subterranean Press this evening. It will be a great load off my mind and shoulders. I still have to put together the chapbook that will accompany it, which will include some odds and ends not found in the actual ( Read more... )

I'm running rather late today, so I'll make this short. It's not like yesterday was terribly interesting, anyway, as days in the Service of the Platypus go ( Read more... )

Here it is already Halloween the first once again. And I think that I shall celebrate by having a Very Good Day, even though I had to take two Ambien last night to jumpstart sleep, and then there were nightmares I cannot quite forget, and I only slept six and a half hours, and am still not truly awake.

Yesterday, I proofed all of Sirenia Digest # ( Read more... )

Sorry I missed a day there. Yesterday was all sorts of odd and hectic, and somehow a blog entry just didn't happen.

So...let's see. On Friday, I wrote 1,170 words on "Salammbô Redux," in which a cardboard box of old keepsakes was revealed to unappreciative eyes (reminding me a little of a similar scene in Daughter of Hounds, though it's intended ( Read more... )

Apparently, it seemed like a good idea to make up for having slept eight and a half hours night before last by only sleeping a little over six hours last night. Because I am one smart cookie. Huzzah.

So, yeah. I'm not awake.

Thanks to everyone who has reported Beowulf sightings since yesterday. I've gotten word of the book in Michigan, North ( Read more... )

A very fine day off yesterday. It doesn't usually go that way. But yesterday, Spooky made me get dressed and get out of the house. First we visited the Fernbank Museum of Natural History, mainly because the "Frogs" A Chorus of Color" exhibit is back (by popular demand, one supposes). This exhibit is pretty much what got me through winter before ( Read more... )