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"You pray for rain. I pray for blindness."

There was a heavy dusting of snow last night. Nothing to speak of, not for Providence, but our first snow of the year. It's mostly melted away now. Cold out there, though.

Yesterday was spent checking copy-edits (I can get no consensus on whether it ought to be copy-edits or copyedits, and hence no consensus on whether I ought use copy-editor or copyeditor; personally, I tend to favor the hyphenated forms), which actually weren't nearly so bad as I'd thought they were. And I did another check over the ms. for the "Sanderlings" chapbook (and cover), and then Spooky looked over it, and then I sent it away to Subterranean Press. I rarely feel satisfaction at having finished a book or a story, and I rarely feel much of anything when I see my work in print, but there's always a distinct sense of relief when I can say "This is out of my hands now." And I can now say that "Sanderlings" is out of my hands.

No writing yesterday. Today, I feel like glass.

I may have a new title for the Next Novel, a title to replace Blood Oranges (which I warned you not to grow attached to), but I want to mull it over a bit more before I post it here.

Have a look at the current round of eBay auctions, and thanks for doing so. Also, only three of Spooky's Cthulhu-headstone Cephalopodmas ornaments remain unsold. So, if you want one, you'd probably better hurry. Each one is unique, handmade and hand-painted, and there are no more where these ten came from.

Last night, we watched Sally Potter's Rage (2009), which was really very good. Plus, you get Jude Law as a transgendered supermodel, which probably pleased me more than it should have.

And now, the last few pictures from our trip Outside back on Thursday:

A pasture along Matunuck Beach Road, across from the Carpenter Farm. View to the northeast. I think this photograph is the essence of Rhode Island in late autumn.

A sodden pasture in the sun, just south of the shot above. View to the southwest.

Moonstone Beach, view to the west.

A fence downed by the storm. View to the east.

Stone masonry exposed by the shifting sand. We've walked over this spot again and again and never seen any evidence of this structure, though it's fairly large. I don't know what it might have been built as, or how long ago it was built.

View to the east.

View to the southwest, as the sun slips behind advancing clouds.

All phtotgraphs Copyright © 2009 by Caitlín R. Kiernan

Tags: autumn, busyness of writing, editing, rhode island, snow, the sea

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