Work? I came up with a title, a title that's doing double duty for the third chapter of Cherry Bomb and for a new vignette. And I sent two emails. That was work yesterday.
I had my first my first seizure since June 1 (ah, the seizure diary), so the first in almost six months.
But Spooky made me Big Meaty Meat for dinner. With macaroni and cheese and also Brussels sprouts. And then I had six and a half hours of fairly excellent RP in The Secret World. And got a ghost cat from Ulthar. I figure Elspeth sends Isaac the cat, and it acts as a messenger between the Dream Lands and the World Above. Isobel, she wouldn't have sent it. But Elspeth might have, if she's old enough by now. And you have no idea what the fuck I'm talking about, but that's okay.
Also, I got a gigantic and wonderful care package from Sara H., for which I am tremendously grateful. It could not have come at a better time. Thank you, Sara.
If you've never read the last mini-series I did for DC/Vertigo – Sandman Presents: Bast, Eternity Game (2002) – you may now read it, in digital format, for only 99¢ an issue (there are three). But, be warned. There is a reason this was the last time I worked (successfully) with DC. The series was written as a four-part story. And then, with no explanation, they forced me to cut it down to three issues. AFTER it was written and the first two issues had been drawn. So...the ending is a wreck. The last issue is simply awful. So, proceed with caution. You've been warned, kittens.*
Happy day before Hallowe'en/Samhain.
And that about wraps things up for now.
Madonna of the Wasps,
* I'm a lot less politic about DC/Vertigo than I once was.