Saturday, March 30, 2002
Didn't make it in to the museum today. Instead, I spent several hours proofreading the new Dancy story - finally titled, "Waycross." I'm not sure what will become of it, now that it's finished. But that will sort itself out. It always does. Now I have to get back to work on Low Red Moon.
Also, the letterer for Bast: Eternity Game, Clem Robins, called me this morning from Kentucky. He needed to know how Destiny's word balloons looked in The Sandman and DC Comics is closed until Tuesday for Good Friday and Easter. Jennifer scanned a page from "Brief Lives" and e-mailed it to him. Sometimes doing comics can get very odd.
I got a letter from Christa Faust today. We've been out of touch for a while and it was good to hear from her. She sent me a little rubber trilobite that she found in Chinatown. I put it in one of my display cases, with my collection of large Moroccan trilobites. One night, I'll have to tell you the story about the time that Christa and I drove from LA to San Francisco to Eugene, OR, then, on the way back down the coast to LA, attempted a shortcut and got lost on some northern California mountain back road and were almost eaten by sasquatches. No, really. It sucked. Ask Christa. She was nauseous the entire time. It was easily one of the worst nights of my life.
And you now have about forty-seven and a half hours left to get in your ideas for contests. Here's the e-mail again: Desvernine@aol.com
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