What can I say about 2015? It's my worse year since 2012, which was my worst year since 2005, which was my worst year since 1995. Yeah, I'm keeping score. The number five seems unlucky for me. This year was odd for a bad year, in that it was not marked by any particular calamity. There were no suicides (1995) or betrayals by close friends (1989, 2005) or publishers who fucked me over (2012). It even started out quite nicely, with February and March spent in Woodstock. But after we returned to Providence things just went to shit. I slid into...I don't even know what to call it. Lassitude? Apathy? Exhaustion? Inertia? Everything inside my head went wrong, a cascade of failures and wrong turns, culminating in an inability to work. And it didn't help that the thing I most needed in 2015 remained out of reach, an escape from New England. So, fuck off, 2015. I consign you to the dustbin. I'll keep February and March, and the rest can rot. I'll keep the new movies I loved. I'll keep that drive up to Nauset Beach back in November. I'm leaving all work related matters out of the equation, as I'd like to pretend I have a worthwhile existence beyond my writing.
Fuck you, 2015. I give you back to eternity. I do not carry you forward.
Yesterday, I managed to finish "Excerpts from An Eschatology Quadrille." Whether or not it's worth a shit, I can't say. But I can say that at least I finished a story before the end of the year, the first I've managed to finish since I completed Agents of Dreamland* at the end of August. I've been publishing since 1995, and in all that time I've not had a dry spell to match this.
And maybe 2016 will be better. And maybe it will be far worse. I'm in a grim place today, and hope isn't something I've an abundance of, not today. Not at the mouth of winter, not in Providence, not beneath this cold blue northern sky.
Enough for now.
Yeah, you. 2015. Go! Now! And don't come back!
* A short novel that you can read someday, if ever I get off my ass and finish proofreading the ms. for Mythos Tales, so that Centipede Press can publish it. I began proofreading the book in June, I think. That says loads about 2015.