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The sun was out when I woke, and I opened the curtains in my office. Now, clouds are coming in. It's 23˚F, on the fourth day of March. There's not even the meanest hint of spring out there. Anyway, this is yesterday's stale Hell. I tried something different because I'm bored as fuck with this. It seemed like a good idea when I thought the Hellish cold would end after a couple of weeks. When I said, "I'm going to do this until we have a day warmer than 70˚F," an important part of my brain apparently thought I was living in a temperate zone. Anyway, yesterday:

Apparently the camera settings were off, which is why the photo looks as if I was shooting through a blue gel. However, it does communicate something about the cold. Anyway, failed experiment. From here on, you get dull-ass street shots. After all, monotony was the point.

Yesterday was mostly spent trying to come up with a story for the cyborg anthology. I might have one. But today and tomorrow I'm going to be at the Athenaeum proofreading the galleys for the Centipede Press edition of The Drowning Girl, which I should have done months ago.

None of This is Real,
Aunt Beast


Mar. 4th, 2014 05:09 pm (UTC)
I like the dull ass street shots. They make me feel like I'm not insane because someone else is experiencing stale hell as well. I may have to start a series over here (will credit, am not utter douchebag).

Mar. 4th, 2014 11:30 pm (UTC)

I like the dull ass street shots.

I loathe them. But I'm glad they get the point across.