My dreams recently have become so long and vivid and brutal that I am usually more tired when I wake than when I went to sleep. It's beginning to get to me. I feel ripped to shreds.
New elimae. I have a paragraph in it, sort of from a new thing I am working on: DO NOT LOOK INTO THE MOTHER'S HEAD. A lot of interesting stuff there as always, haven't read most yet, but Matt Bell's novel excerpt in particular is strong and exciting.
Other recent good reading online: NONE OF IT GRACE by Mike Young @ Pindeldyboz and LOVE YOUR FRIENDS AND NOT YOUR LOVERS by Kendra Grant Malone @ Bore Parade.
I am returning THE SAVAGE DETECTIVES after quitting at page 150. Fuck that. Death worship. No.