Rain, Season

I am at my most productive during the rainy season. Something about the gray and the water falling from the sky. However, such a season is not turning out to be good for the Chez’s chimney. As in, there’s a leak somewhere. It’s always something. Hopefully the fix won’t be too bad. But at least […]

From Vodka to Uncanny

This morning I interred a dead squirrel, and other than a slightly surreal conversation with a neighbour who inquired “what’s in the bag?” (Answer: “A dead body. Wanna see?”)…nothing happened. All went smoothly, with no screaming, shoelessness, canine follies, or feline insanity. Anticlimactic, ennit? But also strangely thrilling in its own way. ETA: Since so […]

Blank Spaces

I’m taking a break from writing the adventures of Beauregarde–we’ll finish up next week, I think. I woke up from a pretty intense dream this morning, and as I was writing it down (I love these for dream journals, by the way) I realised that the setting for the dream was actually someplace I’d been […]

Reading, Lately

I’ve been taking notes on Pliny–the Pliny Train is still going, but doing posts every few pages, while fun for me, is a massive time investment and quite probably boring to everyone else. So I’m thinking about a different structure for those posts. More of an overview than a detailed reading. In other reading news, […]