A gray sky, melting snow, and lots and lots of fog. It's a formula for beauty. But I spent most of the day indoors, working on a new story that's just reached that point where everything starts to fall together and you can imagine it being done soon. Maybe even this week. Maybe even tomorrow.
But that's not all I did today. I've just sold three stories to Tor.com! In one day! I'm betting that, so far, that's a record.
And speaking of limericks . . .
The Isaac Asimov/Science Fiction Day Limerick Competition has only eight more days to run. I gave it all of January because I figured that some people might need the time. But as it turns out, the kind of people who write limericks are naturally quick-witted because the bulk of the entries were made in the first day or two.
But there's still time for more! Here are the rules, as I originally states them:
The limerick must be clean, formally correct, and witty. The judgment of the Blue Ribbon and Not at All Nepotistic Jury of Family will be final. You can post your entry here or in response to any other blog entry for the rest of the month. And I'll announce the winner on February 1.
Above: I spotted this elephant today in Chestnut Hill. Drugs may well have been involved. Not on my part, however.