Yesterday brought an offer to teach at college writing workshop* and someone else wanting to translate "Galápagos" into Czech. I received a royalty check for $1.13. But I didn't get any writing done. Germination turned into confusion a few days back. I've shelved "The Love Song of J. Alfred Morlock" (I'll come back to it), and I'm writing a different piece for Sirenia Digest #121.
Please have a look at the current eBay auctions.
Last night, we saw Jay Roach's Trumbo (2015), which I thought was quite good despite the multitude of historical inaccuracies.
Yes, well. Every blog entry can't be solid fucking titillating gold, now can it?
* I said yes. Details TBA.