Not a little “flu” bug. No no. The real, bonafide Influenzavirus, type A. So that’s why I feel so horrid. The doctor actually laughed a bit, saying the diagnosis was pretty easy since there weren’t many respiratory problems that could make a person look as bad as I do. Gee, …
Can’t move. Can’t think. Can’t hardly breathe. And the gorram doctor — I actually broke down and called a professional — can’t see me until tomorrow morning. I thought about going to the ER — it really feels like that — but without a bullet in my gut I’d probably …
It seems my plague has returned. I spent a good chunk of the day with the shakes, a nagging tickling cough, and a deep core body ache. Yippee. It’s becoming clear that the only thing that will get me better is rest, something I generally refuse to submit to on …
Dealing with distances in Ancient Rome is tough. Their measurement system isn’t the same as ours, and will anyone know what I mean if I refer to something by cubits or millaria? Likely not. The hardest thing to this point has been reporting the distance between two ships (this in …
From the blog of the esteemed Mary Robinette Kowal (it’s her birthday today!), this: The cover and table of contents for the next issue of Shimmer. This is the “Art Issue,” featuring stories composed to match art — as opposed to the regular art-composed-to-match-fiction setup — and it just happens …