November 8th, 2012

house of leaves

"There's a beast, and I let it run. Now, it's running my way."

This nor'easter – Athena* – brought us an inch or two of snow last night. It would have been a lot more, had the weather been colder. I didn't think there would be any accumulation, but it was falling faster than it could melt. Today, rain has melted most of it, and the fierce wind is beginning to abate. But I know that, farther south and west, things have been made even worse for those hit hard by, and still trying to recover from, Sandy. This was our first snowfall of the year.

Yesterday was spent troubleshooting the plot of Fay Grimmer. And I hope I've found my way through. Today, I go back to work on the book, and I will not stop to work on anything else until it is finished. Well, I will not devote an entire day to anything else until the novel is finished.

I haven't been pushing the Alabaster: Wolves collection. Again, I haven't. I genuinely do not have that sort of thing. But here's an edited version of what I posted on November 1st:

My thanks to everyone who has preordered the forthcoming Alabaster: Wolves hc or who's helped to boost the signal. Still, we're probably less than halfway to that ~2,500 copy mark.

A number of people have expressed distaste at being asked to support Amazon, and, yeah. Agreed. I point people there because publishers have to keep Amazon happy. It's the greedy monster that rules publishing today. However, there is an option, if you wish to avoid ordering from Amazon. You may also preorder Alabaster: Wolves directly from Things From Another Word, for $15.99, 20% off cover price. So, there's a good option for those who (rightly) despise Amazon.

Oh, and there's a free Alabaster: Wolves wallpaper available from Dark Horse, here. Again, my grateful thanks to everyone.


Here's something to restore your faith in humanity and the youth of today.

As you'll see, that was sarcasm. Anyway, let's not go believing too hard that we now live in a post-racist society.


Last night, more House. We finished Season Seven and began Season Eight. I'm surprised anyone felt the show lost steam partway through. It has only gotten better. The end of Seven and the beginning of Eight, wow. But I can feel the story winding down. Winding down naturally. Coming to what seems to be some conclusion that has been inevitable from the beginning, even if I don't yet know that ending. Later, we began reading House of Leaves again, as the snow fell outside this house.

Always, Hallways,
Aunt Beast

* Not so sure how I feel about the Weather Channel naming winter storms, but at least they chose cool names. And if it actually does get people to stop with the snowpocalypse foolishness, I wouldn't complain.