I got to sleep sometime after 4:30 ayem, I believe. Hard to be sure. The facts in the case at hand are fluid. There is more fluidity to the past than most suppose.
It wasn't my intention to have that little blogging hiatus. Sonya and Geoffrey visited on Tuesday and Wednesday, and then, on Thursday and Friday, I got very, very bogged down editing Two Worlds and In Between. And then, on Friday, Xmas Eve, I fell into a sort of funk over the holiday. The last few years, I've done quite a good job of ignoring Xmas, for the most part, but this year it somehow jabbed me in the face with a pointy stick. I did my best to preserve our tradition of anti-Xmas, and I made a huge lasagna, and we watched Badder Santa, and brought out LSD Penguin, and...well, the usual...but Xmas bugged me, anyway. Then the weather went to fuck. We were up and out yesterday morning, far too early, to lay in supplies for the snowy siege.
I should have spent Thursday, Friday, and Saturday working on Sirenia Digest #61. It was idiotic of me to do otherwise.
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A couple of quick announcements regarding Subterranean Press:
1) Bill Schafer at subpress wrote "...your backlist will be available in all the major e-reader formats, not just for the Kindle." So, correction. All those books I announced as coming to only Kindle in 2011, will actually be coming to pretty much all e-readers. And, since all my novels except Silk are already available for Kindle, I suppose I've entered the Age of Ebooks (even if I came kicking and screaming).
2) I should note that many of the stories being reprinted in Two Worlds and In Between will never again be reprinted anywhere else. At least, not in my lifetime. Mostly, the stories written from 1992 though 2001, probably 14 of the 23 (the majority, actually). So, think of that as an added incentive to pick up a copy of the collection. Also, I have thoughts on how my stories function as comprehensive snapshots of who I was at the time I wrote them, but I'll save those for another entry. Much too much work to do today.
Also also, slow death to anyone who steals electronic copies of anything I write via BitTorrent, etc. Need it free? Use the goddamn library. And interlibrary loan actually does work.
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During the storm, Spooky and I read
Behind the cut, photos of the snow. Two Spooky snapped last night, and one from this morning. We haven't yet ventured out post-blizzard. Maybe later. Maybe Spooky and not me.
I wish I were at the sea.
Yours in White,
Aunt Beast
At the height of the storm last night.
Same as above.
The aftermath.
Sunset over the aftermath.
All photographs Copyright © 2010 by Kathryn A. Pollnac.