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Mostly sunny here in Providence, but chilly. Fifty-something degrees Fahrenheit.

Yesterday, I wrote 2,127 words, and finished "Cages I," which will appear in Sirenia Digest #76, which should be out late on the tenth. Actually, "Cages I" is a sort of a collaboration, though not of the conventional literary sort. Don't worry, answers are coming. I do like the piece. It reads a bit like a mid-21st Century genetics textbook for the polymorphously perverse, which can only be a good thing.

Last night, black-eyed peas and cornbread. And then we went home to Telara, received our "Eighteen Month Veterens'" rewards, and then leveled our High Elves to 47. We mean to reach 50 tonight. Booya (or whatever the fuck elves say instead of "booya"). Spooky read "Flotsam and Jetsam" from The Two Towers, and then I read, to myself, Ligotti's "The Spectacles in the Drawer."


I've spent so much time and energy desperately fucking promoting Alabaster: Wolves, trying to rescue Dancy from an untimely demise, that I have all but neglected the other two books I ought to be promoting this spring.

For example, the best novel – by far – that I have ever written, The Drowning Girl: A Memoir. There are days I almost feel like I only dreamt I wrote that book. It's one of the few things from my writing career that I'm not ashamed of and that I hope will be remembered a hundred years down the line (though, I might feel differently about this next April). Please buy it. Please read it. Please try to understand it for what it is, not for what you might wish it was, but isn't.

And, too, there's Confessions of a Five-Chambered Heart, due out from Subterranean Press at the end of July (alas, too late for Readercon 23). If you've not already preordered, please consider how doing so might improve your standing in the eyes of your friends and family. And how less likely said preorder will dispose you to surprise platypus attacks in the dead of night. Also, it's a good book with stories inside, and the cover has a naked blue woman with horns doing something unpleasant (or not) to a naked not-blue woman without horns. There. That's my sales pitch. I'm a writer, not a used car salesperson. Oh, except, remember that the limited edition comes with a FREE hardcover chapbook, The Yellow Book.

All in Yellow,
Aunt Beast


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Apr. 8th, 2012 10:38 pm (UTC)
I'll say it again; I loved The Drowning Girl. I spent the first half of my day out in the sun working on the garden, which was good. Now I'm going to get my head shaved and shower and nap so we can go to the club tonight. Is it odd that at 45 I still consider the club the most important part of any week? Socializing and dancing keeps the aggro level down for me, but I still wonder...
Apr. 8th, 2012 10:42 pm (UTC)

Thank you.

As for clubs, I lost that desire many years ago. Probably about 2003, and here I am 47.
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Apr. 9th, 2012 03:06 am (UTC)
I just left a comment in your more recent entry about reading your two listed novels. I blew through The Red Tree, really could not put it down--but, The Drowning Girl, it seems it is requiring a more careful reading, when my mind can absorb what Imp has to say and really hear her--or maybe I am just afraid because my own mind has been so uneasy. Either way--I'm glad I have come to your work now rather than before. I will do my best to continue supporting your books and projects.
Apr. 9th, 2012 03:48 am (UTC)
It reads a bit like a mid-21st Century genetics textbook for the polymorphously perverse, which can only be a good thing.

Yes. Yes, I rather think that's true.
Apr. 9th, 2012 01:57 pm (UTC)
Despite my lack of comments over many months, I preordered Confessions of a Five-chambered Heart limited edition (I'm a sucker for the extra chapbooks) and bought The Drowning Girl: A Memoir.

With any luck, I'll make it to Readercon with an assortment of books and other items for you to autograph.

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