October 28th, 2016

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Howard Hughes, Back at Square One

I woke to clouds, but they're beginning to clear and the cold October sun is shining. It's a windy day, currently 48˚F here in Providence. I have a photo from two days ago. Today doesn't look that different. A portrait of the death of a year, from my office window, 2:55 p.m.



My psychiatrist is putting me back on Lamictal. The bipolar symptoms are back, and the lows are just too low. I shouldn't have stopped taking it, back in July, but it fucks up my stomach and makes my hands shake.

Today, I'm going to try to start something new for Sirenia Digest #130. Maybe something Halloween. Maybe not. But I need to get the digest together now, so that I can spend November working on NOTHING AT ALL BUT THE NEXT NEW NOVEL, for fuck's sake. Please.

Bob the Drag Queen is a righteous broad.

TTFN,
Aunt Beast