April 6th, 2021


"...even if we're just dancing in the dark."

A beautiful, sunny spring day. We made it to 80˚F, when you factor in the heat index.

So, during the long silence, there were books. See the photo below. There was the new Dancy collection, Comes a Pale Rider (with the "Refugees" chapbook), and there was the hardback reprint of Alabaster, and there was The Tindalos Asset, and the ARC for the forthcoming The Variegated Alphabet. You can see them stacked up, below. Well, except for The Tindalos Asset, which I forgot to include, but you can see a photograph of me holding it in my December 31st entry. Even in what might be the most unproductive year of my 29+ year career, when I can still boast a stack of fucking books. Oh, and a bunch of my short story collections were released as audiobooks, and there are more of those in production, all available through Audible. You can hear Bronson Pinchot read "A Mountain Walked" (and others). Fucking Elliot Blitzer. How cool is that?

Later Taters,
Aunt Beast

3:05 p.m.