As for yesterday, a stupid, stupid, stupid crappy day. An evil day. This is yesterday's afterbirth.
I did not write yesterday. I struggled to figure out how one finds the end of a circle. This is the problem that "Ballad of an Echo Whisperer" poses. It's a circle. Or a Möbius strip. It even demonstrates how a train track can function as a Möbius strip. So, it's a haunting, but since the haunting has no perceptible beginning and no conceivable ending, I'm stuck. This isn't to say that I've done anything wrong by the story. Sometimes – many times – language is simply a poor tool.
The Ape's Wife and Other Stories is out of my hair. I just have to finish this story. And write a vignette for Sirenia Digest #90. If I could just finish "Ballad of an Echo Whisperer" today. Or at least by tomorrow.
Please have a look at the current eBay auctions. Especially the copy of Ghosts: Recent Hauntings, which includes the previously ultra-hard-to-find "Apokatastasis," and the Salammbô T-shirt (art by Richard A. Kirk). We had these old-school silk-screened in 2000, when the first edition of Tales of Pain and Wonder was released, and most were sold at DragonCon over the next couple of years. Now, I think maybe four remain. So, super fucking rare.
We finished Season Four of Breaking Bad last night. Those last two episodes are pure fucking brilliance.
Comments not unwelcome,
Aunt Beast
