March 6th, 2018


Lydia has a bicycle leg.

The sun came back. Only a few clouds right now. But it won't last. We have a winter storm watch. Currently, it's 39˚F, with the windchill at 31˚F. Fuck you, New England.

I didn't get much done yesterday. It was excessively ambitious to think I could recover from the convention in only a day, especially since I didn't have the chance to recover from a long road trip before the convention began. I took care of some email, and then I went with Spooky to the market, and we stopped by Staples to get printer paper. It was cold, and by the time we made it back home my mood had crashed. Anyway, I really need to be productive today.

Last night, we watched Martin McDonagh's Three Billboards Oustide Ebbing, Missouri, and it really was superb. Sam Rockwell and Frances McDormand's Oscars were well deserved.

Centipede Press is not yet taking preorders for Houses Under the Sea: Mythos Tales, but they should start soon. The book is at the printers. I'll let you know as soon as preorders begin. Meanwhile, you can preorder the expanded edition of Black Helicopters.

Aunt Beast

1:56 p.m.