I have the galleys for To Charles Fort, With Love, sitting here to be waiting to be proofed. I also have to go over some line edits for "The Pearl Diver," an sf short story I wrote last summer; the editor of the anthology in which the story will be appearing sent me those a couple of days ago, but I've not even printed them out yet.
When Spooky and I went for our walk this morning, we startled a little ringnecked snake (Diadophis punctatus) sunning itself on the sidewalk. It slithered off into the weeds before we could get much more than a glimpse. You don't see many snakes in the city. They're one of those things I miss, usually without even being aware that I'm missing them.
I'm a little excited about the Discovery Channel's Alien Planet, which is based on Wayne Douglas Barlowe's wonderful 1990 book Expedition: Being an Account in Words and Artwork of the 2358 A.D. Voyage to Darwin IV. I have long loved that book. I've lost track of how many times I've read it and marveled at Barlowe's artwork. With luck, the Discovery Channel will do it justice. That's tonight at 8 p.m. EST, by the way.