May 27th, 2020

Ellen Ripley 2

Hello Dammit

A gloomy morning, some sun in the afternoon, then torrential rain late in the day, and then a little sun again. But it hardly felt like late May. we reached 82˚F early in the day, and then the temperature plunged. It's now 64˚F, also our forecast nightly low.

I did not write.

There was email with my agents. And with Jun and Drew. And I sent "Black Ships Seen South of Heaven" to an editor in the UK who's reprinting it in a Lovecraft anthology. Oh, and there was email with Bill Schafer at Subterranean Press.

Today was my Grandma Ramey's 106th birthday. Or would have been. Or whatever.

Kathryn and I began Season Two of Homecoming.

Aunt Beast

6:45 p.m.