The first day of February. Already.
It's marginally warmer here. It's 41˚F and feels like 44˚F. Last night, we were able to sleep without a fire, first time in a long time. But we have 3-6" of snow forecast for Tuesday night. Fuck you, Winter.
Yesterday, I wrote 1,053 words on this story that has no title*, and I found THE END. On Thursday, I wrote 904 words on the story. Today, I'll pull Sirenia Digest #96 together and get it out to subscribers.
I have five works on the 2013 Locus Recommended Reading List, in four categories: Blood Oranges (novel), Black Helicopters (novella), The Ape's Wife and Other Stories (collection), and "The Road of Needles" and "The Prayer of Ninety Cats" (short story).
Oh, and here's a gem, from a very recent Amazon "review" of The Ape's Wife and Other Stories:
"The constant manifestation of the author's lesbian orientation can be a bit tedious."
And I guarantee this "reviewer" has no idea they're a homophobe.
I can only resolve that February will not be a repeat of January.
Postscript (4:11 p.m. CaST) ~ I've just found the title: "Idyll for a Limbo Dancer"