This is going to be short. I just want to get something down, and then I can go back to trying to wake up. It's a sunny day here, a deceptively sunny day. You might almost believe the sun out there is at least a tiny bit warm. Warmish, at least. But no. It's only 46˚F. This mood I'm in, I need 85˚F ( Read more... )

Still overcast in Providence. And freakishly warm. Cherry trees are in bloom. Everything is budding. Currently, the temperature is 63˚F. Here, kiddos, is the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come, a sneak preview of a warmer Anthropocene world ( Read more... )

Since you ask, most days I cannot remember ( Read more... )

Today, it's been nineteen years since Elizabeth's suicide, and I'm going to do my very best to move through my day without dwelling on that. I wish there were sun. That would make it easier ( Read more... )

Day after day after day of black rage, waiting for the Lamictal to kick in again and knowing that it will be weeks yet before there's any hope of release or relief from that avenue. Cold spring, March at the end of May. A precious tiny handful of days when I feel well enough I can get the editing work done that I am so far behind in. I've spent ( Read more... )

Two questions from yesterday's comments. cliffs_end asked, "Will the Tales of Pain and Wonder be the "Mercury"/"Salammbô Redux" version or the "Angels You Can See Through" version? Any plans for From Weird and Distant Shores to be reissued ( Read more... )

All the world is slush. We're supposed to have temperatures in the low 50s˚F for a couple of days, but I seriously doubt they'll make much of a dent in this shit. Then, next week, the snow is set to return. Currently, it's 45˚F, but feels like 51˚F ( Read more... )

This is where I am.

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Tired. I didn't get to sleep until after four a.m (then woke at ten ayem). I lay awake in bed, watching a thoroughly entertaining South Korean monster flick on the iPad. The most valuable use for the iPad, I have found, is watching movies and television shows while in bed. This is one antidote for my buyer's remorse. Anyway, yes, I lay there ( Read more... )

The dosage on one of my meds has been increased, leaving me woozy and unfocused as fuck all, and I hope I can stay focused just long enough to make this short entry.

Yesterday, I wrote 1,053 words on Fay Grimmer, and I finished Chapter Three ( Read more... )