Probably not going to leave the slightest trace in the wake when it's my turn

[sovay]

Since the light is officially supposed to have returned in my hemisphere, it is pleasing that my morning has been filled with the quartz-flood of winter sun. I could not get any kind of identifying look at the weird ducks clustered on their mirror-blue thread of the Mystic as I drove past, but I saw black, blue, buff, white, russet, green, and one upturned tail with traffic-cone feet.

On the front of ghost stories for winter, Afterlives: The Year's Best Death Fiction 2024, edited by Sheree Renée Thomas, is now digitally available from Psychopomp. Nephthys of the kite-winged darkness presides over its contents, which include my queer maritime ice-dream "Twice Every Day Returning." It's free to subscribers of The Deadlands and worth a coin or two on the eyes of the rest.

For the solstice itself, I finally managed to write about a short and even seasonal film-object and made latkes with my parents. spatch and I lit the last night's candle for the future. All these last months have been a very rough turn toward winter. I have to believe that I will be able to believe in one.

Comments

[yarrowkat]

the storm tonight, deep in the windiest part of what is turning out to be some absolutely wild weather, could almost be something like the storms below the perpetual cloud layer on Venus. except it's so very, very green here! probably greener tomorrow, after all this. tho i may not venture out to look until Saturday, which is when we are currently told to expect the rain to cease and sun to return.

[sovay]

tho i may not venture out to look until Saturday, which is when we are currently told to expect the rain to cease and sun to return.

It's like a delayed-action solstice.

[yarrowkat]

😂