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September 19, 2025 · 4:30 pm

“If you can fill the unforgiving minute with 60 seconds worth of duty done …”

(title quote from Kipling, of course)

Some weeks back, as I’ve blogged about I decided to push my day from seven writing hours to eight, with the fifth day for blogging and email. Surprisingly, despite the increased amount of care our pets need these days, it turned the end of the day from this hour when I do nothing to one that’s productive. As with most changes, there are downsides.

First off, I keep forgetting to take breaks. This makes it harder to get the non-writing stuff done — writing my GOTV postcards, calling contractors, catching up on non-writing paperwork, etc. — and also leaves me more exhausted at day’s end. Not good.

It’s particularly bad for working on Jekyll and Hyde because if I’m watching a movie or a TV show, the impulse to finish it and then take a break usually wins out. But then I just queue up the next episode or the next movie.

Not taking breaks means that I also don’t do my exercise. I’ve had to break my exercise periods down into five-minute bursts, occasionally ten minutes, as I’m usually watching the pets and they get in the way. Either Wisp assumes my body language means “I want to pet you.” or Trixie stares up at me wondering why I got off the couch and abandoned her.

She’s hard to say no to.

Setting a timer is a good way to make myself take breaks but I’m rotten about doing that. I need to start. Either the “pomodoro” method (five minutes every half hour) or the last 15 minutes of every hour. I do them both, erratically, and they both seem to work.

I can also get really bad about taking lunch breaks. It’s good to sit down, read, eat slowly but I keep rushing back to work. Still, I’ll get the hang of it.

My one day for blogging and emptying out email isn’t work as well as it did at the start, either. I’m not sure what the problem is. Well partly it’s that I’m active online on various blogs more and the comments add to the email but beyond that … I don’t know.

This week was reasonably productive despite a number of errands: car in for a minor repair, getting fall covid and flu shots before Secretary Brainworm shuts down the access, various paperwork stuffs that had to be done. The writing time went heavily to watching Dark Shadows‘ parallel world plotline, plus rewriting more of the book. I’m feeling more confident now that the chapters are taking shape (should have been shaping them sooner, but hindsight is 20/20 and all that).

I got a couple of stories for The Local Reporter out of this week’s city council meeting, one on lessons learned from Tropical Storm Chantal, and one on Carrboro’s long-term development plans. And a Con-Tinual Whodunnit panel I did awhile back is live on Facebook.

On the Plush Dog front, he’s adapting well to walking in his harness and is reasonably quiet when he’s stuck in the cage alone (the gabapentin doses help, I’m sure).

Not an exciting week to talk about, but such is life. All rights to images remain with current holder. All-Star cover by Irwin Hasen.

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September 12, 2025 · 5:27 am

This explains why TYG and I don’t travel together

Ever since Plushie developed glaucoma, TYG and I always have one person staying at home if the other is out of town. She’s worried (with reason) that a dogsitter wouldn’t be as conscientious about the drops and other meds, or could even keep track of them, or that some health problem will strike while we’re gone and there’ll be nobody here who makes “get him to the vet!” their priority.

And lo and behold, Sunday afternoon Plushie was running across the floor after coming in from lunch walk when he let out a help and began limping with his back left leg. When he didn’t put it back down it was obvious he hadn’t stepped on a piece of stabby cat litter or something so off we went to the emergency vet for 2.5 hours.

The bad news: CCL tear at the knee joint which is very common in older dogs (Trixie had one several years ago). Not going to heal. Vet seemed dubious about surgery, though not ruling it out. We went home, upped his pain meds and set up his cage again to keep him from running. And then off to our regular vet for their take.

TYG then had to read every worst-case scenario for this sort of thing and they were very worst-case. Monday though our regular vet called back after talking to the surgeons and said yes, surgery was feasible, recovery time probably wouldn’t be as bad as TYG feared. Plus Plushie’s starting to adapt. Plus we bought a harness that makes it possible to support his rear end while he walks outside to go potty.

It’s still a lot of added work caring for him; I spend a lot of time in the cage with him so he’s not miserable (Trixie, outside and alone, does not like this so there’s more time making it up to her). And our insurer doesn’t think this is covered; I’ll be appealing because while we could manage the cost of the surgery, we’d rather not.

So that was a week. Plus we had the housecleaners in and I don’t get much work done with four pets to watch over. We do not take any chances the cats freak out and bolt while the cleaners have the door open. However the cats have recently begun spending their days in the spare bedroom so instead of having to freak Snowdrop out by chasing him up there or carrying him, we simply walked up and shut the door. Woot! Hopefully he’ll be less traumatized this way. Working a caged dog around the cleaners was more of a challenge, but we managed it.

Plus I had an optometrist appointment Tuesday. New doctor — my old one retired — so even though my eye pressure is still low (I’ve been taking some of the same drops as Plushie for years), he’s sending me off to a glaucoma specialist to double check Possibly Maybe Troubling Signs (it’s also possible I’m doing so well I can lay off the glaucoma eye drops). I’m less worried at this point than annoyed at taking more time out of my work week for an appointment (but I’m not an idiot, so I’m taking the time). And because I had dilated eyes afterwards, it was a couple of hours before I could work on my computer comfortably.

Despite all of which, I got a full week of good work done. I rewrote the first two chapters of Jekyll and Hyde based on reading Victorian Demons. I added the 2007 Jekyll (covered at the same link) to my Descendants of Jekyll chapter and would have gone further but I may need to reconsider my chapter structure first. My original chapter breakdown doesn’t look adequate for figuring where some of these movies go. Oh, I also began watching Dark Shadows — the parallel-time arc includes a Jekyll/Hyde doctor (this came shortly after Dan Curtis produced the Jack Palance adaptation) so I watched the beginning of that storyline, right up to the moment the doctor appears. I’ll post a detailed review after I’ve seen the whole thing.

I wound up getting in three stories for The Local Reporter, which took up a lot of my time. One was on Carrboro’s poet laureate and the tradition of reading a poem rather than a prayer to start council meetings; another was on Carrboro’s Rec Department fall offerings (learn Italian cooking, pickleball or QiGong, go hiking …); the third was on the police department sending mental-health experts to some emergency calls rather than cops.

At Atomic Junk Shop I blogged about women superheroes getting costume changes (cover by Mike Sekowsky) and whether some older characters my generation loved are Dad heroes to Kids These Days (if they’ve heard of them at all).

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September 5, 2025 · 4:30 pm

Remember, remember the fifth of September … wait, that’s wrong

Another good week of work. I’m glad, as next week we have the cleaners in (that means sitting and comforting the pets in the spare bedroom) and an eye appointment (which probably means dilation and an inability to stare at the computer screen). Still, there are worse eye problems.

I got two stories done for The Local Reporter. One was about the Carrboro/Chapel Hill school district launching the fiscal year without a budget, because the state hasn’t approved one for itself. The other is about a Buc-ee’s convenience store opening in nearby Mebane — this is a big deal but even after writing the story, I don’t get it. Of course one of the selling points is brisket, and as a vegetarian that’s about as appealing as “Hello, would you like a cup of warm vomit?”

Over at Atomic Junk Shop I blogged about Supergirl’s brief appearance and what she might have known about Jor-El and Lara’s plans for Earth. I also posted about a couple of time-travel movies I think of as an anti-double feature, in that their worldviews are polar opposites.

I think I mentioned that my cover designer, Samantha Collins, had come up with what looked like a promising design for Southern Discomfort. Looking at it early this week and getting some feedback from friends with good artistic eye, I realized she’s got it right — it still needs fine-tuning but the image is the right one. So much closer to publication now … I like the image enough I’ve rewritten the cover copy to fit.

Then there’s Jekyll and Hyde. I got several more photos for the book, started work on the bibliography, did some research reading and watched a French movie, Madame Hyde that I’d never heard of in any of my research (it turns out to be a name-only adaptation — details next week). I also watched the excellent British TV series Jekyll, from 2007. I finished the Nutty Professor chapter, and rough drafts of the Monster Mash and Children Of Jekyll chapters (e.g., Daughter of Dr. Jekyll). Good work.

On top of which I found time for lunch with my friend Heather, and to run a couple of errands. For whatever arcane reason, I seem full of energy lately. I hope it keeps up at least through the end of Jekyll and Hyde.

I also think I’ve found a solution to Trixie’s slight but persistent weight gain (not much, but she’s a small dog). Every morning I set aside her soft food for the day in a small Pyrex container. That way I don’t give in to impulse and give her a lot of extra. Fingers crossed this will get good results.

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August 29, 2025 · 4:30 pm

Perhaps I need to leash myself better

This was a productive week but it left me feeling off-kilter. When writing goes very well, it’s easy for me to get caught up in it, not take breaks, and then feel wiped at the end of the day. While stopping the work feels counter-intuitive, it’s better in the long run.

Also there are one or two paperwork tasks I needed to do this week and I didn’t get to them. That’s not good either. I did get to several but one of them is big and complicated and it’s hard to carve out time when, like I said, the writing is going smoothly.

Two more things going smoothly. First Sage, a Persian vegetarian restaurant that’s a favorite of ours, reopened after a couple of years closed. Bigger place, co-owned — if I’m understanding it right — by a successful Indian restaurateur so I’m guessing more money. The start-up menu has a smaller selection than of old, but the food is still great.

Second, we’ve been concerned about Trixie’s weight gain. Slight, but she’s a small dog so even a little matters a lot. The big problem is that the added meds both dogs are on get wrapped up in food or pill pockets. I’m now setting her total soft food for the day in a small container in the fridge to give me some idea how to ration it. It’s obvious I was giving her way more than that so this is a win.

As to work, I spent more time on The Local Reporter than I’d planned, as often happens. Though in fairness, it was fun time: I was interviewing a local filmmaker about the Sick Chicks Film Festival (specfic films made by women) so I watched one of her films streaming on Amazon (review tomorrow). That added to the time. I also wrote about Carrboro’s plans to renovate its town hall.

My own writing is going to be Jekyll and Hyde for the rest of the year, I think. This week I rewrote the Nutty Professor chapter, which includes other films where Hyde is a womanizing party animal. I also wrote the first draft of the Monster Mash-Up chapter. I watched a couple of movies and several episodes of Monster High in various incarnations.

I also got some feedback from TYG and a couple of other people I trust on the tentative cover design for Southern Discomfort. More about that soon.

That was a good week’s work. I’ll end the post with a shot of the blue tower opposite the Carolina Theater. Not that we were there this week, but just because.

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August 15, 2025 · 4:18 pm

A week of dread, a week of doom — wait, some of it was pretty good

For one thing, TYG has this week off. She’s so relaxed when she doesn’t have to work, doesn’t have to worry about them calling her in for an emergency, doesn’t have to set her schedule to fit anyone else … While she always has lots of projects for her vacations, she doesn’t usually get many of them done but she accomplished much stuff this week.

And Tuesday she took the pets all day so I could have a day off of my own. I almost never manage a full day without pets demanding attention let alone timing it so I’m not working. We tried it last summer during her vacation but it didn’t work so well: there was a brief, routine dog checkup that morning, it appeared something was horribly wrong with Plushie’s eyes but it turned out it was a misreading by the doctor. Which was wonderful to hear but by the time we figured that out, the day was shot.

So Tuesday I took a long walk in the morning — it was the end of a brief cool spell here — then went and sat in the local cafe, Bean Trader’s, drank multiple cups of tea while doing some planning in my notebook, and reading without any dogs to distract me. Then I ran a couple of errands, hit the comic-book store — I very rarely get around to that — and as it’s current location was close to a Petco and a Target, went to them too. Didn’t buy anything at Ultimate Comics — the things I liked were too pricey for me just now (and I have a half-dozen TPBs I haven’t finished yet) — but I replaced our broken-down kitchen Lazy Susan with a new one and picked up a box of cat litter.

Then I came home and did various other things by myself the rest of the day. Way relaxing.

The rest of the week? Kind of chaotic. Monday Plushie had his recheck exam at the physical rehab place. His weight is down and his condition has improved overall so the exercise we’re doing clearly work, yay! But that did add an extra hour to our usual visit.

Wednesday we had a guy in to clean our dryer vent after TYG noticed the laundry closet steaming up when we used it. I thought I’d been tracking that as I do most of our recurring maintenance gigs but it looks like it’s been a couple of years. Good thing — turns out the hose had completely disconnected from the drier.

Plus I went to my dermatologist for an annual checkup that morning. Turns out I had a couple of potentially precancerous skin things so she froze them off. Stinging pain, but way better than the alternative.

Then Thursday we had the housecleaners in. As I’ve mentioned before, now that we have to keep Snowdrop and Wisp from running out, I wind up sitting in the upstairs bedroom with them (after we’ve chased them up there) for a couple of hours, plus the dogs.

The pets make it hard to write, and my brain’s sluggish when things wrap up so I’ve learned to block off several hours and assume I’m not getting any work done. This time it was even worse. We found a couple of wasps or hornets in the house this week —

— so we had the Orkin man give an inspection. It looks like they built a nest in our chimney; he took care of that and put some insecticide on the flue where it should keep them from coming in. Plus we had a general handyman we’ve used before come in because TYG wanted him to hang some pictures (trust me, it’s much easier to pay someone) and do a couple of other odds and ends. So I wound up in the bedroom longer and got my schedule even further thrown off. On the plus side, getting all that stuff out the way at once means we don’t have to deal with multiple disruptions.

Plus I wound up spending a lot of time working on Local Reporter articles — some of the stuff I’d anticipated didn’t come in so I had to scrounge around for alternatives. That can eat up time. I was pleased with my work though: one article on replacing a public works building flooded by Chantal, one on an expansion of the city cemetery.

All of that left me with relatively little time to do much else. I did get some work done watching stuff for Jekyll and Hyde but overall my work was a nothingburger. Though I did get some stuff posted at the Atomic Junk Shop (blogging happens outside regular work time) — one on a historical-fiction inaccuracy that annoys me, one on a couple of weird stories from 1970.

I must admit I do love that Gene Colan panel though.

Next week should be smoother. I have most of my interviewing and research done for my newspaper articles, there are no dog appointments as yet, and no appointments of my own. Fingers crossed.

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August 8, 2025 · 4:20 pm

I am shocked — shocked — that inefficiency is going on in this place!

I’d hoped to have Jekyll and Hyde close to done by this point. Then I could spend the next few months polishing and indexing.

Alas, looking over the chapters Monday, I realized they’re much less polished than they should be. Not OMG I Can’t Get It Done but it will definitely take more work the rest of the year, and less time spent on other projects, than I want. My bad. It’ll still be less of a crunch than on Aliens Are Here.

This week I spent mostly rewriting one of the chapters and watching a 1969 Jekyll series not even listed in any of my sources (I stumbled across it on Tubi), probably because it’s a four-episode Italian show. And unfortunately subtitled rather than dubbed so I had to pay way more attention than the plodding thing deserves.

Other than that? I wrote Local Reporter articles on Carrboro’s downtown plan and Carrboro Town Manager Patrice Toney’s first year on the job. At Atomic Junk Shop I wrote about two Batman stories —

— and thank you, Neal Adams, for that cool illustration — and on Jack Kirby becoming writer/artist on Superman’s Pal, Jimmy Olsen.

I also received a new cover design for Southern Discomfort. It looks good but I got distracted with writing and haven’t really thought about it enough yet. But I think we’re finally on the right track.

Oh, and Trixie has decided she simply must hang out with me, even when TYG tries taking her upstairs. Much as I would love a little more personal space at times, I don’t have the heart to say no. Who could?

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August 1, 2025 · 4:30 pm

When things go well, blogging about them can be dull

I’m willing to live with that. This was a good productive week. And working until 5 PM rather than 4PM still gets good results. That may change eventually — most time hacks require a reboot or a reset — but until then it’s a go.

Other than an interview with Carrboro’s town manager, this was an all Jekyll and Hyde week. Watching movies, watching a 2015 TV series, watching the third season of Penny Dreadful for its use of Dr. Jekyll. The Local Reporter took a summer break — most of the editorial staff were on vacation — so I wasn’t writing anything for them.

At the Atomic Junk Shop I posted about Jack Kirby departing Marvel — a seismic event in comics fandom and the industry when it happened — and a story on writer Paul Levitz’ attempt to untangle the Spectre’s continuity, though that was really just an excuse to post this glorious cover by Marshall Rogers.

I also blogged about something my fellow Boomers (and maybe older Gen X) remember, the Columbia Record Club.

And the Con-Tinual panel on using Olympian gods in fiction is live on Facebook. I’ve written several stories that incorporate Greek myths, including a couple in 19-Infinity (links on my Behold the Book page).

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July 25, 2025 · 4:22 pm

I didn’t think this would work …

Some time back I conceded the increasing demands of pet care were cutting into my time to the point working seven hour days made more sense than trying to put in eight hours. Though of course, they’re worth it.

The thing is, the last hour of the “work” day, from 4 to 5 PM, never seemed to work after that. I couldn’t quite relax but couldn’t think of anything that really filled the hour either. Well, this week I tried working all the way up to 5 … and strangely enough, that works better. I quit at 5 PM much more comfortably than at 4 PM — has the concept of “9 to 5” been that burned into me over the years? Still, I’m not complaining; getting more writing done is a good thing.

And I managed to get a lot done, even though Trixie got me up around midnight Sunday and Monday to go out and squirtle (worse, she didn’t quite make it outside). Fortunately whatever brought that on, it stopped after that.

I got some work on Savage Adventures done for the first time in a while, bringing the finished book almost up to 1939. My Local Reporter work included one story on Vimala’s Curryblossom Café, which is helping feed the victims of Tropical Storm Chantal, and a more general one on local recovery efforts. At Atomic Junk Shop I blogged about the start of Edgar Rice Burroughs’ Pellucidar series, then a second post on the rest of the series.

I got a lot of work done on Jekyll and Hyde. Rewriting some of the book (I need to become much more organized and systematic), reading the section on Jerry Lewis’ Nutty Professor to the writing group, and watching a couple of movies I only just stumbled across.

I’m almost done with watching the movies, though there’s a lot of TV to get through too. But given I have until the end of the year, I’m confident things will go smoothly barring some unforeseen catastrophe (and those are always possible). Fingers crossed.

Oh, and I’ve been remiss in posting about Con-Tinual online convention. I’m on a couple of panels about breaking writer’s block and one on best and worst comics adaptations.

Also one on Lovecraftian horror —

— and superheroes and mutants. All of these will show up on Con-Tinual’s YouTube channel eventually.

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July 18, 2025 · 4:30 pm

“The weekend at the college didn’t turn out like you planned” … and neither did this week

(Title from Steely Dan’s “Reeling in the Years”)

Before we get to the week, let’s get back to Con-Gregate. Winston-Salem is less than 90 minutes away, it was a smooth drive and I found a spot in the parking garage very close to the entrance to the hotel. On the downside, parking cost around $40 for the weekend; it may be a good thing if they switch hotels next year.

(The view from my hotel room)

Because the “author’s alley” tables for selling books were all bought up, I had to settle for a table in the dealer’s room. That was less than ideal as they cost more and have shorter hours. I did, however, want to sell more than I was able to at Ravencon, and that wasn’t going to happen without some sort of table. So … and it paid off, covering the cost of the space and a little more.

I’m always fascinated by how some books click at different cons more than others. There’s no pattern to it I can see, unless it’s something in the way I display them. This time I sold five copies of Atlas Shagged. One of them because one of the audience at my reading Sunday liked Dark Satanic Mills so much. That’s very flattering.

I also sold three copies of Questionable Minds, three of Undead Sexist Cliches, and two each of Atoms for Peace, Ceaseless Way and Sex for Dinner, Death for Breakfast. Links available at my Behold the Book page. This time I was professional and figured in sales tax ahead of time — otherwise I’d be going “Oh, I’ll eat the tax, don’t worry about it” rather than figuring it out.

I only had three panels: one on fashion in fiction, one on fae in fantasy (I plugged Southern Discomfort mightily) and one on mad science in movies (I brought up some Dr. Jekyll, of course). The rest of the time, I sat at my table. Which was fine except I kept worrying when I left to get food or tea that I’d miss another sale — and yes, I’m small-fry enough that every sale matters. As guesting comes with a free second membership I’m thinking about inviting someone along to help — though they’d still be stuck paying for hotel rooms (I really value having a room to myself and I can’t afford two). Food for thought.

I still managed to chat with several friends and bought $60 of tea from Moments in Tea, a dealer who’s found cons supplement their online business well (I’ve bought from them before so I knew they were worth it). Then a smooth drive home.

Then the week. I took Monday off to recover but rather than rest it was the third type of day off — attending to assorted tasks that had accumulated. A couple of issues with my insurance (resolved), one with pet insurance (still up in the air), various other odds and ends. Necessary, and glad they’re out the way, but not relaxing.

Tuesday I spent mostly working on Local Reporter update articles on Tropical Depression Chantal. One about the impact on local businesses, one about ways to donate to help. Then, Tuesday evening TYG was running a quick errand and wound up with a staple in the right rear tire. The big heavy kind, not the paperwork kind. Fortunately she got home safe on the donut, once AAA changed it for us, but I spent Wednesday afternoon at the tire place getting a replacement. And that after a Wednesday morning spent at a doctor’s office, one of those routine “let’s check that possible problem to make sure it’s not a problem” appointments. That chopped up the working day to the point I got zippo done.

Yesterday? Cleaners came in, which didn’t use to be a big deal. Now I spend a couple of hours upstairs with Snowdrop and Wisp – we lock them in so they don’t panic and rush out with strangers in the house. This is surprisingly brain deadening so I budget it into my time … but as the cleaners came first thing in the morning, that meant most of the day deadened. Probably worse because I think I have a low level of “con crud” — nothing disabling, just a general sense of dragginess. This morning I overslept by about two hours which is way abnormal for me. If that’s the worst it gets, though, I’ll consider myself lucky.

So a little bit of work on Savage Adventures, a little bit on Jekyll and Hyde. Nothing else. And this weekend we take Snowdrop to the vet for his annual physical. Pray for us.

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July 11, 2025 · 4:00 pm

Rain, rain, go away.

Last weekend, Tropical Depression Chantal hit the Triangle. We didn’t notice anything but heavy rain at our house; Carrboro and Chapel Hill, which are low-lying, were hard hit. Carrboro — the heart of my Local Reporter coverage — lost its Public Works building (three feet of flooding) and all the city vehicles parked there that night. Lots of residents are out of their homes or isolated by blocked roads; some stores are down, some have already said they won’t reopen. So far, though, no loss of life.

Needless to say, the results were a lot more work for the paper than I’d anticipated. Lots of calls, tuning in to an online press conference, researching information … the results were three stories, two of which are combined into a general roundup (don’t worry, I get paid for both). The third looks at one of Chapel Hill’s past flood-control efforts, the political blowback and the final outcome.

We got more rain the past couple of days so I’m sure I’ll have something to write about next week.

That was most of my week, along with me and TYG taking the dogs in to confirm their dental surgery hadn’t left any scars. Now they can go back to eating kibble and hard treats.

My Jekyll and Hyde work included a couple of “monster mash” movies where Hyde’s a cameo; I’ll get to them soon. I’d hoped to catch some TV as well but time did not permit. I did a lot of work on the writing, though: rewrote my entries on the March and Tracy adaptations, then reshuffled the other entries around to make the chapters more cohesive. McFarland wants them all roughly equal in length; as I get further along and the writing’s closer to finished, I’ll factor that in.

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