I've been reading Zelazny's Lord of Light this past couple of days, but it hasn't grabbed me yet. I'm often slow getting into books.
I'm picking up a new proofreading project tomorrow, this one about twentieth-century American writers, with an emphasis on New Yorkers, African Americans, and Beats. It'll keep me busy past Christmas.
It's winter again. I'm having dry skin and chapped lips problems. Joy.