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"Oh, yesterday came suddenly."

Stop yawning, Caitlín.

Two days in a row, I've awakened at 9 am. No idea why. The sky is wide and carnivorous today, the sun promising no warmth whatso-fucking-ever. But we'll be going out, to mail things and deal with the bank and...stuff. We have snow coming, and we're getting ready to leave for Woodstock on Tuesday.

Yesterday was spent on the galleys for Beneath an Oil-Dark Sea, on all those zillions of loose ends. Today, I still have a tiny handful, so this will be an extremely short entry.

Like...that short.

TTFN,
Aunt Beast

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everville340
Jan. 23rd, 2015 05:48 pm (UTC)
Good luck with the remaining loose ends, and hope the days pass quickly until you can be amongst the trees and Woodstock again.
Marc D. Goldfinger
Jan. 23rd, 2015 08:29 pm (UTC)
Some lives are quicker than others.
Looking forward to your new collection, although I realize it might be a wait. Subterranean produces some beautiful books.
I hope you have a wonderful time in Woodstock.
I woke up at 4:30am today and now I'm starting to drift. Time to go.
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