If I could only see the light in you, then I could maybe see all the dark spots, too

[sovay]

Alexandra Erin has announced the table of contents for Angels of the Meanwhile: Poetry & Prose in Support of Pope Lizbet and it is terrific. Kythryne Aisling, Bogi Takács, Deborah Walker, Rose Lemberg, Erik Amundsen, Saira Ali, Amal El-Mohtar, Jennifer Crow, Nicole Kornher-Stace, Lisa M. Bradley, Catherynne M. Valente, C.S.E. Cooney, Virginia M. Mohlere, Gwynne Garfinkle, Dominik Parisien, Mike Allen, Bryan Thao Worra, and many more. My contribution is a flash piece, "The Choices of Foxes," written for yhlee.

Pay what you can, make sure to order before May 1st, estimated delivery June 30th. All proceeds go immediately to benefit Elizabeth McClellan in her fight against medical bills. I've never contributed anything to a charity e-book before, but I understand medical bills. Anything you can kick in helps.

I had two dreams last night that were not nightmares: one involved visiting a (nonexistent) childhood amusement park with steepholm and the second tracked the adventures of an augur/haruspex employed by a criminal boss in a setting that was mixed noir and contemporary, for which I feel handful_ofdust should take responsibility. My sleep schedule is very badly off.

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[yhlee]

\o/ Foxes!

(My preorder's already in.)

I hope sleep gets better soon.

[sovay]

Foxes!

Always reblog foxes! What could go wrong?

I hope sleep gets better soon.

Thank you. I continue to believe it's not impossible, but I wish it would happen already.

[handful-ofdust.livejournal.com]

Ooh, write that second one! Write it!

I've decided to use one of my own recent dreams as part of the prospective first chapter of Imitosis, which I started moving into its own novel file today: I was in what I was absolutely sure was my home, but in hindsight was a completely different apartment, a compilation of other people’s apartments, larger, with spaces I'd never used because they don’t exist. It was the sort of dream where you think you’re awake and going through the motions of an ordinary day...taking dishes out of the dishwasher, in this case. Except every time I was “done,” I'd go to shut it and suddenly it was full again, with a different set of dishes every time. And I'm thinking: this is wrong, this isn’t right, this has happened before, over and over.

Then Steve came in and I said: I think I’m dreaming, and he said: yeah, you probably are, so you should do something that’d really hurt in real life and if it doesn’t, you’ll know you’re asleep, so just keep doing it ‘til you wake up. So I stepped back a bit, sighed, tucked my hair behind my ears and slammed my head face-down onto the granite counter-top. Since I did indeed barely feel it, I just kept doing it again and again, until at last I surfaced through layers, fathoms, into the real world, waking exhausted and sticky.

This is one of my big recurring dreams, these days. Annoyingly mundane, but it certainly beats the one where I'm desperately trying to kill somebody with my bare hands or a sharp object, and they just stand there laughing at me.

[asakiyume.livejournal.com]

What an impressive list of contributors--very shiny indeed!

Don't let crime bosses hear about your dream. They might get ideas....

[yamamanama.livejournal.com]

Emma, John, Alex, and Sam would appreciate this entry.

[steepholm.livejournal.com]

I'm flattered to have appeared in one of your dreams. (Of course, you made your first appearance in mine a while ago.

[sovay]

Emma, John, Alex, and Sam would appreciate this entry.

Please feel free to tell them that someone they have never heard of is enjoying their music!

[yamamanama.livejournal.com]

The more fans, the better. They're just starting out, and every bit of sharing helps.