greygirlbeast (greygirlbeast) wrote,

"Buy the sky, and sell the sky, and lift your arms up to the sky, and ask the sky..."

The NWS says we'll hit 101˚F today, but currently it's only 96˚F, with the heat index at 95˚F. We are fortunate that today the humidity is very, very low, currently a mere 29%.

No writing today.

The mail brought a package from Centipede Press, copy VIII of Wilum H. Pugmire's posthumous An Ecstasy of Fear. Nothing has made as sad as seeing that book since...well, since last Friday, since the 9th.

There's nothing else about today worthy of mention.

Please have a look at our current eBay auctions. Spooky's working hard to keep these going.


1:36 p.m.
Tags: centipede press, heat, humidity, not working, not writing, sorrow, the wide carnivorous sky, weird fiction, wilum pugmire

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