Saturday. Sunny, breezy, still a little cool, maybe, but I have windows open.
Laundry is laundrifying.
Preorder numbers for The Fey Duology: Apple — 19. Amazon — 97. Yes, Amazon is 80% of all sales. This is the game, and if you don’t play, you starve.
So! The UFO files have been released, hey? And the Virginia courts have just proved that voting is a waste of everyone’s time? And Mr. Trump is awarding no-bid contracts to a friend?
Have I mentioned before that I hate this timeline? That one man’s stupidity, o’erweaning ego, and fear of being held accountable for his actions can do so much damage. And that’s not even the Really Terrifying Thing. The Really Terrifying Thing is that, if the god in charge of this narrative should wake from their doze, stretch out a hand and edit out every egotistical, self-serving monster in the story, leaving only persons of honor, who are working for the common good?
They might not be able to fix the mess that’s been made.
Well.
It was a pretty planet.
In other news, the to-do list tells me that today I will be writing, finishing the laundry, filing, baking, and trying my hand at fixing a mechanical clock.
What’re you doing today?
Your books and your blog raise my spirits. And I make a point of looking for rays of hope. May I suggest?:
• “Kindness of strangers” is an on-going series of brief anecdotes on The Guardian website.
• “King Charles sends Attenborough a birthday message” — you can find his surprising video on the BBC News website.
• Find the video at C-Span.org for April 11, 2026, as “Artemis II Astronauts Make First Public Remarks Since Returning to Earth”.
• In 1900, during Jim Crow, the first Black man admitted to the Florida bar wrote a song with his brother, which you can see sung by Sheryl Lee Ralph at the Super Bowl in 2023. Look for “Lift Every Voice and Sing, ASL Performer Justina Miles”.