September 15th, 2016

Roy Batty

"Behold, behold, the heaven-bound sea."

I might actually have slept seven hours. I woke up ill sometime after five thirty, took a pill, then went back to sleep. It's cloudy today, except where the painfully blue skies showing through. Yesterday, unexpectedly, the mercury shot up to 90˚F. Then, towards sunset, storm clouds – but no actual storm – blew in from the southwest, and by midnight the temperature had fallen into the mid sixties. Currently, it's 67˚F.

Yesterday, I wrote 1,312 words on "Animals Pull the Night Around Their Shoulders." With luck, I'll finish the story today. Worst case, I'll finish it tomorrow.

Please have a look at the current eBay auctions. Thank you.

If America elects Donald Trump president, we will have reached a point where it is undeniable that this nation, as a whole, is simply too goddamned dumb to be trusted with democracy. Then again, if America elects Donald Trump president, it likely won't be burdened with democracy by the time Trump is done with the country. Kathryn and I are talking seriously about Montreal. It's only a few hours away, an easy day's drive. That will be our port in the storm, if Clinton should lose. I don't think I've ever been the sort who cries "If X is elected, I'm leaving the country!" But now I am. This is not normal election cycle. A terrible rot that has long festered, just below the surface, is spreading like wildfire, feeding on the the hate and lunacy Trump is spewing. It's a hot zone, kiddos. We'll put everything in storage and rent a small apartment in Montreal and try to wait it out. Of course, first I'll vote. And hope.

Aunt Beast