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And today is the birthday of Spooky! And, therefore, I am only attending to a small bit of work and having most of the day off (though, having slept almost until noon, as I didn't get to sleep until 4:30 ayem, that's not as much of a threat as it might seem).

Here in Rhode Island, we're having a marvelous March. High today, 67˚F.

Yesterday, I wrote 2,554 words, beginning and completing "Down to Gehenna," the new piece for Sirenia Digest. It will be appearing, long with Chapter One of Blood Oranges, in #67.

Also, yesterday, I spoke with my agent and editor regarding The Drowning Girl: A Memoir, and with my agent regarding Blood Oranges. She's reading the first half of the manuscript this weekend. And, very late, I spoke with Bill Schafer (of Subterranean Press) about Confessions of a Five-Chambered Heart, and told him he'd be receiving the initial manuscript sometime in the next few weeks.

I've not been Outside for three days, not since Tuesday, which is a little unusual for me of late. But I blame this shitty weather, the cold and the wet.

This morning I had a very vivid dream. I was having my face tattooed. I have no memory whatsoever of what the tattoos actually were.

Last night, well, that's fairly predictable, isn't it? There was Rift. We finally got a guild vault, thank Tavril. And I'm slowly, slowly, inching my way towards the level cap at 50. Then I'll start leveling Shaharrazad (my Bahmi warrior). Oh, but before that, because it was almost Spooky birthday, we watched Pixar's Ratatouille (2007) again, because it's a favorite of hers (and of mine, too). After Rift, we read more of Junky, and that was yesterday.

Now, I go to handle a few things that cannot be put off, and then I bake Spooky a cake.
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Yesterday, I finished Study #2 for Yellow. I'll post photographs of it tomorrow. While I was working on this painting, I didn't let myself look at images of Study #1 for Yellow. So, I was sort of astounded when I finally did yesterday, and saw how much better the second painting is than the first. This one will go up on eBay, but I have a feeling I won't be offering another painting for a while. The next couple, I'm going to want to hang onto. It's not like selling a short story or a novel. You're not really giving anything away. These days, I don't even send an editor a hard copy of a manuscript. The paintings are solid, tangible, and they go away, and they're gone.

I emailed Vince notes about his illustration for "At the Reef" (to appear in Sirenia Digest #59).

Then we took advantage of what will likely be the last warm day this year. It was 74F Outside, so, we left the House and drove south and east to Conanicut Island and Beavertail. On the way down, we listened to Throwing Muses and I read two Thomas Ligotti stories, "Drink to Me Only With Labyrinthine Eyes" and "The Glamour." By the time we reached the shore, the sun was low. And it felt about twenty degrees cooler by the sea. The surf was unexpectedly rough, and there was an enormous fog bank rolling in from the east. We watched it swallow Newport and Aquidneck Island. It was neither grey nor blue, and moved swiftly over the water. We sat on the rocks and listened to the foghorn. There was a flock of cormorants drifting out beyond the breakers, and a few gulls perched on the boulders, eyeing the bay as though it had betrayed their expectations. A flock of eider ducks flew past. The air was salty and cold and I didn't want to come home.

There a photos below, behind the cut.

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I'm wondering if I can "crowdsource" two relatively simple tattoos. Am I even using the portmanteau correctly? Anyway, I've been thinking, as I cannot currently afford the back and sleeve work I want done, I could settle for one word on each wrist. On my left would be the word House (in blue) and on my right wrist would be the word Tree (in red). Both would be inked in Courier. I'd probably have it done at Artfreek on Wickenden Street. Two words that have had such significance for me.

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Tomorrow night, I will be reading (and signing) at the Brown University Bookstore on Thayer Street. Costumes optional. Reading starts at 6 p.m. You should come, if you can. I hate reading to empty rooms. I will probably be reading something from The Ammonite Violin & Others.

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The platypus compels you to have a look at the current eBay auctions. Also, the platypus compels me to remind you that all the cool Halloween-related creations in Spooky's Dreaming Squid Dollworks and Sundries Etsy shop will go away on November 1st, so act now. The platypus is a compelling beast.

I think that's all for now. Except for the photographs. I have to write.

Last Warm Day, 28 October 2010 )

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