a sign that says sorry we 're closed hangs on a glass door Alt: a sign that says sorry we're open hangs on a glass door

Kaleidotrope is now open to fiction and poetry submissions.

Jim Jarmusch almost ran me over after a Tom Waits show* and neither he nor Waits checked in to see how I was doing. I will never attend another Tom Waits concert.**
*totally my fault because I was standing in the road like "That's Jim Jarmusch!"
**I'd be there with bells on if he did another tour.

Photo of my novel TIDEPOOL on a library shelf.

Photo of my novel TIDEPOOL on a library shelf.

Finally realized a dream today: Seeing one of my books in a library. Kid me would never believe this. 🥹

It’s the last day of early voting in Virginia and our library (where I early voted) is quite busy.

A gray and white cat sits on a black leather sofa by a window. A black tuxedo cat’s head is just visible behind the sofa as he looks at the photographer.

They always look like I just caught them doing something bad. #caturday

Congratulations!

Break a leg!

Fuzzy tuxedo cat on his back with his tongue out, sprawled on a feathery cat toy.

I don’t think Simon is playing with this quite the right way. #caturday

a woman is looking at a chalkboard with mathematical equations on it . Alt: a confused woman is looking at a chalkboard with mathematical equations on it .

The weather bulletin for tonight has warnings for both wildfire risks and a freeze risk.

Love that!

A gray and white cat is on his back on a beige blanket. His front paws are curled up and his tongue is poking out. He looks extremely silly.

Lotus is feeling a little wacky on this fine #caturday.

Four black buzzards, one with its wings raised, stand on a sidewalk by a bus stop sign. This is some weird-ass shit.

A committee of buzzards appears to be waiting for the bus right by my house. This feels like a metaphor for something.

Verdict: Extremely creepy and atmospheric but I’m deducting some GoE points for the ending.

Movie poster for Undertone. “THE SCARIEST MOVIE YOU’LL EVER HEAR.”

Today’s field trip.

Why do these scam book club invites always start with a variation on “I was going to reach out earlier…”?

Slept in my Duran Duran shirt and I woke up hungry like the wolf.

Me watching some high fantasy shit: I would simply not be corrupted by the magical object. If it is actively harming you why don't you just put it down. Idiot Me receiving psychic damage 23 hours a day from my phone: Ouuughhhh oouuuuwwwwaaaaaa ooaaaaghuuuuuhhhowwgahhhhh guuuuuwah

I think about this tweet more and more each day

An orange tabby cat licks yogurt from his chops with a very pink tongue.

Plain Greek yogurt is one of Leo’s favorite foods. I will never be able to eat it in peace as long as he’s around. #caturday

Oy, the fake book club invites. One of those almost got me.

Wondering this morning if haunted house tales have their genesis in the nightmares of stressed-out people trying to get a late parent’s house squared away and sold. - A Nightmare Haver.

Good lord. RIP.

Hell yes Aunt Gladys!

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Photo of a flyer asking WHY CHOOSE EDUCATORS’ NIEGHBORHOOD. Spelled just like that. Sigh.

Why indeed?

Superimposed over an image of purple blossoms poking out of snow is a haiku titled THE MAD MONTH. "Birds are in blossom, trees begin to sing, And then it snows: the insanity of spring! --Ho-o"

Yeah, it's definitely time to break out my favorite spring poem again.

Snowy streetscape outside my house. Which is weird because it felt like summer yesterday.

I repeat: Yesterday afternoon, it was sunny and in the 80s. And this is now:

homer simpson and marge simpson are standing in front of a calendar that says march on it Alt: A snow-dusted homer simpson and marge simpson are walking by a calendar that says smarch on it and Homer says “Oh, lousy Smarch weather.”

Yesterday afternoon it was 85 degrees out. (That’s about 29C.) This morning, there is actual ice falling on our deck. Say it with me: LOUSY SMARCH WEATHER.

Thank you! Glad they are in such a lovely place! 💜

Oh, those are wonderful! Happy birthday!

They keep slipping past my spam filter. I'm wondering what kind of sucker list I've ended up on to be getting so many lately.