Saturday, February 22, 2003
I seem to have made a very rapid recovery from the cold, and Spooky's better, too. And it's a nice early spring day here in Atlanta. The cryosphere weeps for winter, which will soon enough be only a memory and something far off, on the other side of another summer, only something to dread. We had marvelous thunderstorms last night. The thunder woke me at four and I lay awake until almost five. I made a brief entry about the storm, by candlelight, in my hardcopy journal. Sometimes, I am in love with storms. Sometimes, they seem more organic to me than my own flesh.
My mood is better than it's been in a week or so. Hopefully, that means the writing will begin again. Today I have to sign a boxful of signature sheets for the Embrace the Mutation chapbook, to be released with the numbered and lettered editions of the anthology. It'll have my story, "Andromeda Among the Stones," and a story written by J. K. Potter. The chapbook will only be sold with the lettered edition, but I'll offer a few of my comp copies on eBay. Speaking of which, Sophie still needs those dentures and I still have lots of stuff for sale.
Cat Dentures
I think Spooky and I must make an Exterior Excusion today. It just looks too inviting out there to stay indoors all day.
I'm wearing the glittery purple and black striped toe socks (missing the superfluous extra pinky toe) that were given to me by Sissy and Kat and Jean-Paul at Dragon*Con this past year. My nine remaining toes are snug and happy.
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