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Shaw
I've not been making entries because I've not been writing. Or going Outside. Or much of anything else.

But. Day before yesterday I tried to begin a new short piece, which presently is called "Shutter," though I'm looking for a better title. Yesterday, I wrote 1,129 words. That's by far the best writing day I've had since finishing "The Peddler's Tale, or Isobel's Revenge," back on December 29th.

Yesterday, the signature sheets for the Centipede Press edition of The Drowning Girl: A Memoir were delivered. Now, I have to sign them. Oh, I've not announced this: Elizabeth Hand is doing an introduction for this edition.

Tuesday's snow is still on the ground. There was a dusting last night. Currently, it's 19˚F here in Providence, and the windchill's 2˚F. Bitter. Deathly. I loathe these days. Ah, but we have sun. We have a blue sky. Today on Facebook Little Annie wrote, "Cold sun is creepy – makes buildings look like a prison stuck in an ice canyon. If the devil has blue eyes they are the same shade of blue as the sky is today." Yes, that's what I mean.

I've never felt as completely isolated from the World as I feel in this moment. I've not gone out since Tuesday night, when I was outside in the snow for about five minutes.

Oh, but I have a 16lb. cat. That counts for something.



Today's is the tenth anniversary of the Opportunity rover. Designed for a three-month mission, still going strong.

I'm utterly in love with Gillian Welch. And I want to be in Alabama.

Oh, I dream a highway back to you, love.
A winding ribbon with a band of gold.
A silver vision come and rest my soul.
I dream a highway back to you.
~ Gillian Welch

Probably Awake,
Aunt Beast

Photograph Copyright © 2014 by Kathryn A. Pollnac

Comments

( 13 comments — Have your say! )
sovay
Jan. 26th, 2014 04:46 pm (UTC)
Oh, but I have a 16lb. cat. That counts for something.

That cat counts for a lot.

The Liz Hand introduction is very cool.
greygirlbeast
Jan. 26th, 2014 04:52 pm (UTC)

I think so, on both accounts.
martianmooncrab
Jan. 26th, 2014 05:13 pm (UTC)
I have a 16lb. cat. That counts for something.

yes it does... and that cat has you too...
greygirlbeast
Jan. 26th, 2014 05:21 pm (UTC)

He does.
shanejayell
Jan. 26th, 2014 05:17 pm (UTC)
You mean the cat has YOU. ;)
greygirlbeast
Jan. 26th, 2014 05:21 pm (UTC)

See above.
shanejayell
Jan. 26th, 2014 07:41 pm (UTC)
I was slow off the mark. :(
ashlyme
Jan. 26th, 2014 05:37 pm (UTC)
Liz Hand's a wonderful writer - great choice for the introduction.

Little Annie puts it well. Not my favourite shade of blue either.
greygirlbeast
Jan. 26th, 2014 05:48 pm (UTC)

Liz Hand's a wonderful writer - great choice for the introduction.

It just seemed the perfect fit.
mizliz13
Jan. 26th, 2014 08:53 pm (UTC)
Cats make everything better. So do Liz Hand introductions.

Cold sun is beautiful and cruel. I personally prefer a cold moon.
humglum
Jan. 26th, 2014 08:56 pm (UTC)

Cold snow moon. The snow in the woods, lit only by full moonlight, is an amazing thing. I remember walking home from a friend's house many times after dark in the winter, and not needing the flashlight (it was a rural place, we had no street lights).
mizliz13
Jan. 26th, 2014 09:08 pm (UTC)
I know this moon, too. There's nothing quite like it.
witchchild
Jan. 26th, 2014 10:44 pm (UTC)
As of today I now have... probably less than 16 pounds of cat. And divided among two bodies. But I have feline(s) again for the first time in almost two years. It's a huge help.
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