Joyscrolling being the best term I could think of for the opposite of doomscrolling. After the election turned out so well for us I spent a lot of Wednesday checking for more good news and arguing with forced-birthers on Twitter ranting about how this proved nothing, they would never quit, Republicans had better not even think about giving up the fight! It felt good, (even given Republicans in Ohio are now vowing they’ll just ignore Amendment One).
This did not, of course, get much writing accomplished. In addition to which, TYG left Monday for a business conference and with only one parent on hand, all the animals were with me 24/7. That got me feeling very off-balance by Wednesday. And on Thursday, until she came back that afternoon. Today I was still pretty fried. There’s something about the constant lack of personal space that I find very wearying. Plus Wisp got frustrated because she never got her usual morning snuggle time before the dogs get up. Conversely Plushie was most displeased when he wanted my lap and found Mr. Wisp had the com.
I did get a lot of work done for The Local Reporter but no finished articles. I’m still waiting on responses to emails so I can finish up.
I got another chapter of Savage Adventures edited, covering Doc Savage Magazine through The Devil’s Black Rock at the end of 1942. I was dismayed, though, to discover I’d gotten the name of a major character in Birds of Death wrong — it’s Benjamin Boot, not “Boots” Baxter (I’ve fixed it in the relevant post). If I can slip up like that’ll have to double check everything when I do the final proof.
Plus I reread the book Windmaster’s Bane which I’ll be discussing next week.
Elsewhere online, I blogged some about The Thing in the Silver Age and about Jim Steranko’s amazing Agent of SHIELD artwork. Below, Nick Fury’s 1967 pad.
And on Con-Tinual’s YouTube channel, I’m part of a panel discussing favorite superhero teams.
#SFWApro. Doc Savage covers by Emery Clarke.
