Overcast. Currently, it's a balmy 55˚F.
Yesterday, I wrote 534 words on something new that I hope is going to turn into something good. During the first ten years or so of my writing career, I only averaged about 500 words a day. In 2002, that suddenly jumped to 1,000 and stayed there. So, by pre-2002 standards, yesterday was a good writing day.
Please have a look at the current eBay auctions. Thank you.
I began reading Laurie Penny's Everything Belongs to the Future. And last night, two films. First, Jeremy Saulnier's Green Room (2015), and it was hands down the best "horror" film I saw in 2016, edging out Dan Trachtenberg's 10 Cloverfield Lane. It's sort of a punk rock Deliverance, is Green Room, steeped in atmosphere and authenticity. You should see it. While you're at it, also take a look a Blue Ruin (2013), the film Saulnier made before Green Room. It's also excellent. The second feature was Mike Newell's Pushing Tin (1999), with Billy Bob Thorton, John Cusack, Cate Blanchett, and Angelina Jolie.
This year, a first. I'm inviting Xmas/whatever holiday cards from readers, as a possible antidote to my depression and anxiety. Just one card per person, please. The address is:
Caitlín R. Kiernan
P.O. Box 603096
Providence, RI 02906
I think this photograph, taken just after breakfast this morning, says everything about today that needs saying: