Yesterday, I wrote 380 words on a piece for Sirenia Digest #112 that I'm calling "Le Meneur des loups" (named after the Alexandre Dumas novel). With luck, it's a sturdy beginning. It's likely I'll change the name, but I needed one to get started. It's always like that. I cannot write an untitled story.
Last night, I slept about seven and a half hours, my best night in a long while. But the sinus headache I've had since Friday is still here.
Last night, we discovered that it's not only possible for there to exist one scary Bigfoot movie, but two. The second, Bobcat Goldthwait's Willow Creek (2013), is actually scary as hell. We also watched Michaël R. Roskam's The Drop (2014), which was better acted and more smartly written than your average neo-noir, crime drama, heist film. Tom Hardy's performance was especially well turned. The Drop was James Gandolfini's last film.
There's a little haze today, to tone down the blue and make the sky less alarming. Rhode Island is suffering a "moderate" drought, and there are fears of forest fires.
Please have a look at the current eBay auctions.