“A writer needs his poisons. The antidote to his poisons is often a book.” ~ Philip Roth
Yesterday was blessedly unremarkable. I have set of eleven photographs that sum it up, and I offer them with no farther explanation whatsoever:
All photographs Copyright © 2016 by Caitlín R. Kiernan, caught by Nemo
Today, I have to post this entry, brush my teeth, send a short story to Ellen Datlow, and talk with Jared at Centipede Press about the potential illustrator for Houses Under the Sea: Mythos Tales.
Do I have any New Year's resolutions? Only two. Firstly, eat less refined sugar, and secondly, don't fuck shit up as badly as I did last year.
I read today that the average American spends ~90% of her/his life indoors. Made me feel better about myself, but pretty bad for Americans as a whole.