Do I wither with time, or is this just a fluke?

Which is to say, this was another frustrating week. Looking at how often I type that, I wonder if I’m losing my ability to concentrate as I age? Or is it just that sometimes, shit happens.

This week was definitely partly “shit happens.” First off, Monday evening Plushie’s good eye had something wrong with it, making him squint so much it was barely open. TYG rushed him down to the nearby emergency vet who did not perform well. We may not go back which is a crying shame (it’s a lot further to the next closest E/R). However we were able to get a Tuesday morning appointment with his eye doctor (they’re also close): it’s an ulcer, which is manageable and it was back to normal by Thursday (though we’ll be doing added eyedrops for a week or so). Still that meant we got to bed sometime around midnight, which ain’t good.

Yesterday I went in to my own doctor, who confirmed I have sleep apnea. The most likely outcome is that I’ll end up wearing one of those freaky masks hooked up to a small air pump. I’ll be talking to a specialist about that. The other alternatives are a smaller mouthpiece that would widen my air intake or to take the GLP and see if my weight comes down. My doctor favors the CPAC pump and I’m inclined to agree. While I’m obese by BMI standards I’d need to lose 30 pounds to be non-obese; while I’m nobody’s idea of six-pack abs I do not believe I have 30 excess pounds to lose. In any case, that took a chunk out of my day.

Oh, and Trixie came down with a tummy this weekend and refused to eat. Since then she’s eating but she’s ultra-picky. Won’t take her meds on anything but the same canned chicken we give Plushie. Won’t eat kibble, only soft food. Refuses most hard treats — I’d think she had a tooth issue but there are some treats she does eat so … well, you’ve got me. If it keeps going I may ask the vet for insight.

All that said, part of the problem this week was me not being organized. I had three stories to work on for The Local Reporter and in-between sending out emails and waiting for replies my mind kind of wandered (the lack of sleep didn’t help). Plus I had some personal plane travel I might take before the end of the year and that always messes up my mind: do I want to spend the money? Do I want to get to the airport at 5 in the morning if it saves $100? I’ve spent much of my life living on a struggling writer salary so it’s impossible for me to be just “yeah, that’ll do for anything over a couple of hundred bucks. And if I plonk down the money now, who knows what’ll happen between now and then?However I did get most of the work done on the stories. Plus I got more work done on Savage Adventures, including adding footnotes. I’d been mostly attributing stuff in the text when appropriate but it’ll flow much smoother with footnotes.

And that was about it. Part of the problem is that I kept trying to do more than one project in a day and that’s usually a mess unless I plan it very carefully. I’m going to try to avoid that in September.

Oh, here are two pieces over at Atomic Junkshop: one about realizing what certain songs really mean, one on DC’s Homo magi and my head-canon version of their history.

Doc Savage cover by James Bama, comic book panel by Jack Sparling. All rights to images remain with current holder.

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Our cats shed

Recently I was using our Roomba only to discover the brushes needed cleaning. Take a look.

We didn’t use to have this problem. Trixie and Dudley aren’t much for shedding but the cats? So I cut the hair off the brushes and got this pile.

Happily it paid off and Roomba thrives again.

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We could use some imaginary Republicans right now

Back in 2004, writer John Rogers mentioned how much he missed Republicans: “Sober men in suits, pipes, who’d nod thoughtfully over their latest tract on market-driven fiscal conservatism while grinding out the numbers on rocket science. Remember those serious-looking 1950’s-1960’s science guys in the movies — Republican to a one. They were the grown-ups. They were the realists. Sure they were a bummer, maaaaan, but on the way to La Revolution you need somebody to remember where you parked the car.”

Instead, we had the insanity of the W years: incompetence, opposition to science, a stupid never-ending war waged for stupid reasons (almost certainly including that W, by his own admission, wanted to be a War President), massive military spending that benefited contractors more than those who served … And two years later, in another post, Rogers concluded things had not improved.

The trouble is, that really doesn’t register with voters. A couple of months back I wrote about how Democrats not only struggle with Republicans but with the imaginary Democrats in people’s heads:

Here’s a related comment from Lawyers, Guns and Money on the “activist class” mentioned above.

(There’s also sexism towards “wine moms” in this — women just can’t be authentic working-class liberals, you know!).

The media also endorse this portrayal, as do the Sensible Centrist Democrats (see my comments Monday on Very Serious People). Dems must moderate their supposedly ultra-liberal policies, or to denounce party members who are supposedly too extreme, like Zohran Mamdani. Possibly the Imaginary Democrats are why one conservative NYC district voted for him: someone concerned about lowering their cost of living must be a conservative.

Sen. Chuck Grassley, a senseless centrist, just declared the federal deficit is the result of socialist polices, not the Toddler’s tax cuts (did his imaginary Long Island voters tell him that?). It never registers that even centrist Dems will be turned into Imaginary Ultra-Liberal Democrats, no matter how centrist they are. And the media will always treat the left-wing of the party as an inconsequential fluke. I doubt Joe Manchin’s efforts to push liberals to the center will get the same scrutiny.

At the same time, Dems have to run not against the Toddler, Vance and their ilk but against the the imaginary Republicans who are the polar opposite of the imaginary Democrats. The fantasy Republicans are the stereotype Rogers write about. Sensible guys (never women. They’re the daddy party after all)who always balance the budget, know how to manage the economy, believe in a strong defense and a tough-but-fair legal system. They’re battle-experienced veterans who support the military, unlike the Democrats who all protested the Vietnam War and spat on the troops coming home. Imaginary Republicans believe in America and they put their country first. They don’t believe in a nanny state regulating everything but trust Americans to make their own decisions. As witness this piece on JD Vance presenting him and his party as sensible mainstream Americans (small wonder Vance and Marco Rubio aren’t suffering from the Toddler’s unpopularity).

As plenty of bloggers and liberal pundits have pointed out, this image doesn’t seem to die. Never mind that Reagan, W and now the Toddler all set record deficits. Reagan’s 1980s economy went through a recession and the poor wound up poorer because of his policies (I was poor. I know). Reagan’s attorney general Ed Meese said we shouldn’t worry about the rights of the accused because if the police accuse someone, they’re guilty. As for regulation, it’s Wilhoit’s law: conservatives don’t want government telling them what to do but they’re fine with regulations that hurt gays, Muslims, women, etc. (even though members of all of those groups exist in the Republican tent). Speaker Mike Johnson is fine with Republican red ink but eager to gut Social Security. As for the military, the draft-dodging W (who also blew off his National Guard service) squandered hundreds of soldiers’ lives in Iraq; the Toddler is exhausting our armaments in Iran. Lots of Republicans avoided the draft but somehow it was only an issue for Bill Clinton (probably because only Democrats have agency — Republicans can’t be held responsible for being hypocrites).

I’d like to hope things are changing. It’s tempting for people to imagine the Toddler is the problem and the rest of his administration and its enablers will turn into the Imaginary Republicans once he’s gone. They won’t. People have been predicting for more than 15 years their right-ward march would end soon. It hasn’t. Here’s some recent examples:

The Toddler is now thinking about more budget-busting tax cuts. Which will become a serious problem once a Democrat is in the White House.

Strong on crime? The Toddler’s pay-for-a-pardon corruption has cost victims of crime $1.7 billion because pardon recipients don’t have to repay any of their ill-gotten gains.

Supporting the troops? Well, no.

Deep religious faith? “Faith groups suing President Donald Trump’s administration filed a motion Thursday (Aug. 20)alleging the Department of Homeland Security committed “multiple egregious violations” of a court order that largely barred warrantless surveillance at their churches.”

Have I mentioned the Toddler has threatened to bomb our ally Oman?

Fixing housing problems? The Toddler finds that a big yawn.

Sensible and moderate? If you ignore the party’s Nazi wing. Or their odious misogyny.

The Toddler is far and away the biggest pimple on the face of our democracy but he’s not the problem. His entire rancid party is. Like Rogers, I miss the sensible Republicans but there’s no point in pretending they’re ever coming back. As I put in 2022, “Republicans aren’t interested in compromise. They haven’t been interested in it for years. And they do want to end democracy, in favor of a banana republic where they can do what they damn well please to the rest of us. Or so they imagine.”

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A cool comics cover for Wednesday

The Shade became an A-lister thanks to his appearances in James Robinson’s Starman series. From there he springboarded into the CW’s excellent Stargirl as a supporting character for two seasons.

It’s surprising to look back and see what a minor player he once was. One appearance in the Golden Age. Then an appearance in the classic story “Flash of Two Worlds,” which introduced the idea the Justice Society and Justice League co-existed on different Earths. There he got to fight alongside the Thinker, Jay Garrick’s arch-foe (seven appearances) and the Fiddler (four). All he could do was blot out light — a useful skill, sure, but not much.

And then the Shade returned.

This was the story that established the Shade could access dimensions of darkness, elevating him beyond a C-lister. Without this story changing his trajectory, he’d be a bar-trivia answer.

What I’m really posting about, though, is the Carmine Infantino cover. I think it’s great. Then smirking, lean figure of the Shade. Jay, trapped. Barry unable to beat his foe. When I saw it as a kid, although I didn’t have the money to spare, I was hooked. Thrilled years later when I acquired it.

The Shade’s career shows even a C-lister has potential. The cover shows — well, while I generally disregard “things were better back in the day” I think the covers were.

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The ending of the book (and what came before)

As I mentioned last Friday, the second draft of Let No Man Put Asunder is now done. Though technically I suppose it’s more like the eighth draft: this is a rewrite of a novel I finished in the 1990s, which was a rewrite of my second novel from back in the 1980s. The title has remained, nothing else is the same.

(As I don’t have any book-relevant illustrations, the photos will be random)

Okay, one thing remained the same, the core concept of two people, an older woman and a younger man, meeting and forming a telepathic link, one that downloaded all their memories into each other. The original 1980s version had them pretty happy before things began to happen; I went with “ordinary person caught up in a deadly dangerous game” rather than “protagonist with a personal problem resolves it by getting caught up in a deadly dangerous game.”

The 1990s rewrite made everything considerably weirder and more imaginative as they wandered through various nightmare worlds running from the mercenaries hired by their mysterious, unknown enemy. In the 1980s version, their enemy saw them as a threat and wanted them dead; at the climax he turns out to have a weakness that isn’t set up in advance. The 1990s take established he’s a psionic who kills anyone he sees as a threat to his power — and that’s pretty much anyone with similar abilities. His weakness is that he’s always struck and killed swiftly and never learned to fight a protracted battle; when my protagonists, Adrienne and Neil, confront him at the climax, they survive long enough that his confidence cracks. For someone whose powers stem from his force of will, that proved a fatal weakness.

The reason Adrienne and Paul were a threat remained the same in both versions. It doesn’t work for Paul and Mandy in the current version. The Community of All is simply too big and too powerful a foe, with different motivations … so why were they a threat to it? And how could they beat it?

Suffice to say, I figured it out. There is a reason the Community is hunting them down. And I think it works. Having found an ending to the plot, however, I still need one more draft. I need to sharpen the character arcs — both Paul and Mandy are in worse places at the start than Adrienne and Neil were. And I’m not sure those character arcs end satisfactorily. The 1990s version was Part One of a duology; this ending makes the book a standalone. The adventure is over, their immediate problems have been resolved, but I still want to show where they’re heading next. Paul, for example, was supposed to end up in a relationship with one of the supporting characters: this draft that didn’t happen, though I may change that back.

In September I’ll read over the story and take notes, then start mapping out what needs to happen — beats in the character arc, and the like. I’m tentatively optimistic I can finish by the end of the year and then send it out for beta reading, alongside getting the final proofing done on Watching Jekyll and Hyde.

Wish me luck.

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Organization and corruption, the role of women, Natalie Harpe and Very Serious People: it’s a mini-posts Monday

The Amateur Athletic Union was enmeshed in a child sex-abuse scandal 15 years ago. It pledged to put reforms in place but according to Pro Publica did jack shit. You will be shocked, shocked to learn that they have suffered multiple scandals since. They’ve also become a haven for coaches kicked out by other organizations with tougher standards.

While I’m not an anarchist, I do believe this shows the fatal flaw in all organizations of any sort: organization corrupts. People worry about protecting the organization’s reputation; protecting who counts as One of Us over justice for One of Not Us; protecting their own status in the organization (why risk your job by making waves? Maybe he won’t grab any more underage girls!); and ensuring the organization can keep growing. Colleges cover up rapes so that nobody worries about sending their daughters there; evangelical anti-slavery churches in colonial America dropped their principles because they couldn’t grow in the South if they were abolitionist. The Army covers up friendly fire incidents rather than admit to a massive screw-up. I’m not an anarchist but I do think this is a major problem.

And that’s bad because busting individual sexual harassers or office rapists isn’t enough. If the system didn’t spot them or stop them, the people in charge need to figure out what went wrong. Then they need to fix whatever it is. Organizations typically hate to do that.

2)”I know this is last week’s prompt but my personal Rushmore tweet was that guy who said we should solve loneliness and climate change by abolishing washing machines and having women go back to laundering clothes by hand down at the village riverbank” — Gwen Snyder on BlueSky (I believe a “Rushmore tweet” is a really extreme online take).

Well that makes perfect sense ,… oh wait, no it doesn’t. Wouldn’t it be just as practical to, say, abolish home washing machines and make the women hang out at the laundromat? More togetherness, less work. Or hey, here’s a thought — why shouldn’t men do the laundry? After all, aren’t we suffering a male loneliness epidemic?

This puts me in mind of Kristin Kobes DuMez’ discussion of community and nostalgia for the same: “here we learn that divisions of work and authority are necessary for community. Again, a question of agency. Who divides work, who assigns authority? Who wields power, and to what ends? What check is there on that power, besides a self-avowed commitment to ‘virtue’ and ‘self-restraint’ —terms that are much more slippery in practice than in theory?” To put it another way, where are the women? What’s their role? Do they make decisions? Paul Deneen, whom she was critiquing at the link, seems to think women were better off when patriarchal society clearly defined and limited their roles.

I’m guessing Snyder’s “Rushmore tweet” dude would agree.

3)Georgia Senator Jon Ossoff made the point recently that in a time of war, the Toddler’s only interests are “to build his ballroom and travel with Natalie on their apparently defenseless flying palace, gifted by the Emir of Qatar.” “Natalie” meaning Natalie Harp a Toddler aide who’s become his closest, most devoted suckup, staying close to him for a year despite not having a security clearance (she’s finally received one). She is, to put it mildly, obsessively devoted. And he likes her because she’s his human woobie: she gushes with admiration, shows him favorable news stories and unreliable polls, gives him the constant adoration he needs to feel alive. “Those occasional cabinet meetings in which everyone tells Trump how blessed and honored they are to be working in his service aren’t enough; he needs that validation on 24-7 IV drip” Apparently Scott Bessent fawning on him isn’t as cool as having a pretty young thing do it.

Republicans are seething in faux outrage, claiming Ossoff was sullying Harp’s virtue by implying she’s the Toddler’s mistress. I think that’s bollocks: he’s clearly saying the Toddler is falling down on the job. I’m not sure if they’re screaming about S-E-X because that’s the accusation they’d fling at a woman in her place or because they think the two of them banging looks less embarrassing than a doddering old fart charmed by a cute young woman and using her as his “emotional support aide.” However Republicans often get attention by whining that Dems aren’t being civil while getting a free pass on things like the White House mouthing off about Ossoff (details at some of the link). The press shouldn’t fall for it; Dems definitely shouldn’t back off.

It’s also important because, as Jamie Bouie says in his newsletter (no link, sorry), she ensures he hears only good news, and that’s bad for a leader: “He rejects information that is gathered and collected for the purpose of informing him and is highly reliant, instead, on counsel from people who have no incentive to contradict him and every incentive to tell him what he wants to hear or what they want him to hear. Trump has dismantled every institutional structure designed to curb the worst aspects of the presidency — a tendency toward isolation and groupthink — and has instead sunk deeper into his own propaganda and invented reality … Accordingly, Trump has neither avoided disaster nor managed to put the country on stable footing. Instead, he is carelessly careening toward catastrophe. So far, it’s only been a matter of luck that we haven’t crashed.” Though here’s a counter-argument that Harp is only a symptom.

Oh, and here’s a look at the Toddler, Harp and the rest of his cabinet, busily spreading lies in real time.

Now I’m seeing Democrats argue that criticizing Harp is counter-productive — she’s just a misguided woman brought up in a conservative household, trained to look up to men as gods. We’re being … mean when we attack her (which as noted above is not what Ossoff was doing). Sorry, but Harp is 35 years old, she is on the government payroll, she’s the aides who creates the Toddler’s hatemongering AI slop such as depicting the Obamas as apes. She does not get a pass.

4)If the Democrats do well in November, one of the things they’ll have to be prepared for is the Very Serious People in the party and the media trying to set limits on what Dems can do (see “Attacking Ms. Harp is just too mean!”). We’re already seeing that regarding Ossoff’s attack on the Toddler: according to Politico, if he’s too successful that’s bad news for Democrats. Digby spots Dems already warning too much focus on the Toddler is also bad for Democrats. If that’s just a strategic decision, fine; if it means “well, we won, let’s look forward and not backwards, let’s not make any big, sweeping changes” — not so good. Hakeem Jeffries has already said he’s not a fan of Medicare for All, and now he’s meeting with Jared Kushner to find areas where Dems and the Toddler can work together. As Canada could tell them, there are none.

Paul Waldman points out that as soon as Democrats regain any power in the government, the deficit will become the biggest issue of the day: Very Serious political reporters who never demanded how the Toddler was going to pay for redesigning our aircraft carriers will ask how the Dems are going to balance the budget and how can they possibly suggest Medicare for All (or whatever) when we’re in the red? Republicans, of course, will suddenly discover the joys of slashing the budget. Paul Krugman adds more. I’ve seen the Overton Window shift this way repeatedly; Dems need to learn to push back. And point out that contrary to the fantasy Republicans in pundits’ heads, the Republicans are lousy at managing the budget.

As Heather Delaney Reese says, “When this chapter of American history is finally over, when the investigations begin, and the consequences come, we cannot just go back to life as normal. We cannot pretend this was a passing storm, or that they were simply following the regulatory process, or that they somehow didn’t understand who they were standing beside and what he was doing to this country. They knew. They could see exactly what the rest of us could see, and they made their choice anyway.

And we need to remember that choice. We need to hold every single one of them accountable, so that the next time someone like Donald Trump tries to take this country, the people deciding whether to help him know there will be a price for doing it. Because if there is no consequence for standing in the Roosevelt Room and praising a man while he dismantles our democracy, then we are not just allowing this group of enablers to escape accountability. We are teaching the next group that enabling authoritarianism is profitable, and that when it is all over, they can simply walk away with the money and pretend they had nothing to do with it.”

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So, Fraser, what graphic novels have you been reading lately?

Before Greg Rucka’s run on Wonder Woman, he and Jeff Jones turned out a 2002 graphic novel, WONDER WOMAN: The Hiketeia. A young woman invokes the Hiketeia, an ancient Greek ritual, to gain Wonder Woman’s protection. Trouble is, she’s just murdered the Gotham City crooks who sex-trafficked and killed her sister; now Batman shows up and demands Diana give up the killer, never mind about this oath stuff.

Astonishingly the cover is accurate: Wonder Woman kicks Batman’s butt. The “bat god” concept has become so dominant in this century, I absolutely loved seeing him in over his head.

Beyond that? The plot could have been comfortably fitted into a single regular issue. At 90 pages this is a showcase for the art and while Jones is good, he wasn’t 90-pages-with-little-plot good.

In the afterword to BOWLING WITH CORPSES AND OTHER TALES FROM LANDS UNKNOWN writer/artist Mike Mignola said he’d begun thinking of himself as in semi-retirement, then decided nothing he could take up in retirement would be as fun as writing and drawing comics. He adapted the title story from an old Italian folktale, then developed the Lands Unknown as a place to put them. These stories of witches, ghosts, creepy inns (“Don’t share your bed with a corpse, even if the landlord offers you a discount.”) and yes, bowling with a group of flesh-eating corpses, don’t break fresh ground but they’re good and the art is typically amazing.

The follow up volume, URI TUPKA AND THE GODS: A Tale From the Lands Unknown has the eponymous heretic fleeing the inquisition only to encounter bandits, hermits with horror stories, pirates, demon frogs, finally learning the truth about why the gods have withdrawn from the mortal world. The art is again amazing but this spends too much time on the history and geography of the setting. The lurking horror also feels too close to the Oghdru Jahad of Hellboy’s mythos

TRASHED by Derf Backderf is the story of a slacker who winds up taking a job as a garbage man, discovers it’s disgustingly dirty and gross — wow, you could almost make a metaphor for the human condition out of this! This is way too talky and not interesting talk: lectures on how we’re doing sanitation and waste management wrong, how absurdly much waste we create and constant grousing about how shitty the life of a garbage man is. I’d agree with a lot of the sentiments but that doesn’t make them interesting.

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Adventures in Italy, Argentina and Eternia: Movies

GUILLERMO DEL TORO’S PINOCCHIO (2019) is a wildly entertaining film that takes elements of the original novel and the Disney movie and throws in Italian fascism. It’s the brink of WW II and Gepetto is grieving his son’s death in an earlier bombing raid. When he carves a puppet boy out of a tree his son once planted, the Blue Fairy (Tilda Swinton) brings Pinocchio (Gregory Mann) to life which leads to inevitable trouble as he tries to make sense of life, dies and returns, gets drafted into the army (Ron Perlman plays the local fascist leader) and struggles to find his dad with the help of a somewhat self-centered Crickett (Ewan MacGregor). Odd, grotesque — but it works well. With Christopher Waltz as a conniving showman and Cate Blanchett as his monkey sidekick. “Sometimes fathers feel despair like anyone else.”

With WW II cutting Hollywood off from the European market, 20th Century Fox hoped DOWN ARGENTINE WAY (1940) would sell well enough in Latin America to compensate. This stars Don Ameche as the son of an Argentine horse-breeder who strikes up a romance with American horse-loving socialite Betty Grable; alas, it seems Ameche’s father has a bitter feud with Grable’s and declares his is a love that cannot be. This successfully launched Grable as a musical star though I’m damned if I can see why — she’s way too bland an actor for my taste (though tough enough offstage to stare down the studio head when he demanded to sleep with her).

However my primary reason was that the Nicholas Brothers, the amazing black tap dancers, appear here doing a solo number, which was typical for their film careers (easier to cut for Southern markets). I’m a fan of theirs and they are spectacular here, more than worth watching. The supporting cast includes Carmen Miranda as herself and J. Carroll Naish as a gigolo — oh, my mistake, he’s a Tour Guide, got that? “If he ever looks into my eyes again, I’ll show him a storm rising over the pampas.”

I was never a fan of the original He-Man series but I had some free time and Amazon was streaming MASTERS OF THE UNIVERSE (2026) free and Camestros Felapton thought it was worth seeing, so …

A sneak attack by Jared Leto’s Skeletor forces Prince Adam (Nicholas Galitzine) to flee to our world where he loses the Power Sword. As an adult he’s stuck living as an HR worker, searching for the sword and convincing everyone around him he’s a borderline nutjob. Worse, when he finds the sword, the movie’s threat level ratchets upwards ..

This feels like it’s shooting for a Guardians of the Galaxy-type balance between comedy and adventure and it does reasonably well. The cast includes Idris Elba as a drunken, washed-up Man At Arms, Alison Brie as Evil-Lyn, James Purefoy as Adam’s dad, Kirsten Wiig as the voice of Roboto, Morina Baccarin as the Sorceress and Camilla Mendes as Teela. “No match for the Netflix She-Ra (though “Force Commander Adora” does appear in an endbit), but fun enough. “There is no good left in me for you to find.

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One big accomplishment, several little ones

The big one being that I finished the second draft of Let No Man Put Asunder. Last week I got past a major sticking point but I still had some doubts about the ending; last weekend I figured it out (having TYG off work last week so we were both more relaxed was a big help, I think). Monday and Tuesday I got it done. Several months later than I’d hoped, but even so, yay!

I’d hoped it would be in good enough shape to offer for a beta reading, but no, not quite. It needs at least one more draft which even assuming it goes really well means it would be finished shortly before holiday season. So no feedback session until next year. Less speedy than I’d like — on the other hand, it’s faster than I was beginning to fear it would be.

(There’s no pet news other than “they’re adorable” but I figured I’d throw in a couple of photos anyway).

The little stuff? I got a lot of work done on the Local Reporter stories for next month’s issue. Submitted some pet insurance forms, mostly for their regular drugs. Resolved an IRS issue — happily it’s in our favor. And worked on Savage Adventures. This made the days kind of scattershot, which isn’t good; I always work better when I have one thing to focus on a day. But things like taxes need to be done.

I was, however, somewhat bummed by money. There was a columnist gig I think I’d have been good for but they wanted pitches — suggestions for the kinds of things I’d write for them — and the job got snapped up before I could figure out the kind of specific things they’d like. I discovered I’d missed another opportunity that might have been lucrative. And of course, not knowing I could bill our pet insurance for drugs means several years of lost reimbursements (I’ve recovered quite a bit of that but my records don’t go back for enough for all of it). This doesn’t leave us in desperate straits but more money is nice. Particularly earning more money.

Over at Atomic Junk Shop I blogged about the Bronze Age love of reprints — a very big deal in an era long before TPBs and omnibuses were available everywhere. And about one of the Bronze Age’s problems being how often creative teams turned over.

Plus over the past two months I’ve sold around eight copies of Southern Discomfort. Not a lot of money but it is very pleasing enough people were interested to try my book. I’m also pleased that promoting it more than I think I did Questionable Minds paid off, at least a little. Something to think about for when my next book comes out. To everyone who bought it, thanks!

And if you’re eager to learn more about me — and who isn’t, really? — you can check out my interview with Michael Parks.

Cover by Samantha Collins. Rights are mine.

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Flower power

A rose from our backyard, shortly before a deer had the flower for a snack. Though it has a new bud now.

And some trees from where I sometimes walk Trixie.

Hope your day is equally pretty

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