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Yesterday I informed the organizers of Necronomicon that I won't be attending. There's just too much work, and I lost three days to the heat. My apologies to anyone who might have wanted to speak with me or have a book signed or – whatever. Apologies. The deadlines have backed me into a corner.

And today is the 125th birthday of Lovecraft's birth. I'd go to the grave this evening, but there will likely be a crowd.

Yesterday was mostly wasted walking around the Providence Place Mall, because there was AC there. I fucking hate malls. I also hate seeing how anything that enjoys a little popularity gets merchandised to death. It's the silver lining to Alabaster having failed to become the huge hit that Dark Horse thought it would. I don't have to step in Newbury Comics and see Dancy shot glasses and thongs. I don't have to watch the characters and stories drained of all authenticity.

Today, the weather's a little cooler (but humid as hell), and I'm writing. I mean to finish Agents of Dreamland on Thursday evening, at the latest.

TTFN,
Aunt Beast

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Kiki Lang
Aug. 20th, 2015 09:59 pm (UTC)
Dancy mechandise
I don't know, I might buy a set of Dancy Butcher knifes. Maybe they could be made of white ceramic, you know very hard, forever sharp, and a little brittle.