Ack Ack Ack Ack Ack

It's nothing but peaks and valleys lately, and I could use more peaks. My beloved old cat Marcel died a week and a half ago and I just haven't had the heart to write about it. He was the brother of Rexina, who passed a few weeks ago at 16, and he was a true pillar of the household. Things seem wrong without him. And if I pay the bills, then I don't always know where my next meal is coming from. And this whole Saints "Bountygate" thing is breaking the collective heart of Who Dat Nation. And Chris doesn't want to move back home this month as I had hoped he might. There are good things too, most of which Grey is solely responsible for. My life right now would be hopeless without him.

Anyway. new eBay auctions are up: hardcovers of Drawing Blood, Antediluvian Tales, and The Value of X, and chapbooks The Seed of Lost Souls, Con Party at Hotel California, The Feast of St. Rosalie, The H.O.G. Syndrome, and Pansu. Please take a look if you can. Also, the response to the Big-Ass Mortgage Sale was amazing and I am getting those books shipped out as quickly as I can. I'm sorry for this litany of woe.





MARCEL

1996-2012

R.I.P.