greygirlbeast (greygirlbeast) wrote,

" a tree full of bees."

Sunny and not as hot today as yesterday. Yesterday, we made it to at least 93˚F with a heat index of 104˚F, the worst heat index I've seen since we got here. Currently, it's 86˚F, with the heat index at 88˚F.

I spent most of yesterday shelving books, a last push to finish it because I could no longer stand the mess.

From Facebook, this morning: And, in the end, no one ever said anything ever again that could possibly offend anyone, so great was the fear of retribution. It was safer not to speak. No one felt oppressed or triggered ever again. Outrage and offense became a thing of the past, along with comedy and art, literature and casual conversation, film and, for that matter, sex. And there was peace and bland silence and a smothering grey stillness where once there had been a vibrant culture.

~ and from last night ~

I've been feeling guilty about how damned long it's taking me to write Interstate Love Song/The Starkeeper, about how my Patreon followers have proven so very faithful and understanding, and I started thinking...maybe I could put out an old-fashioned zine as a reward for the $10 and over folks. Maybe quarterly. Typed and handwritten, photocopied, drawings and comix and thoughts on bands and movies and maybe interviews JUST LIKE IN 1994, a year I miss so bad there is an actual ache. So, that's an idea. And if you don't know what I'm talking about, ask your mom or dad.

Meanwhile, please have a look at the current eBay auctions. Thank you.


3:37 p.m. (Friday)
Tags: 1994, facebook, free speech, patreon, summer, too damn many books, zines

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