Super-sticky head; lemon & spice; sweet tea & malt sugar; sweet finish.
Feet. Amazing things, aren’t they? They’re a ticklish subject, and it’s true we walk all over them, but without our feet, without those seven tarsal bones, five metatarsals, and fourteen phalanges (not to mention the tiny sesamoid bone in the big toe), we wouldn’t have a leg to stand on.
Another week gives way to another weekend. And what a busy week it was. I seem to be coordinating and correcting a ton of projects right now, having just wrapped up Jonathan Strahan’s The Best Science Fiction and Fantasy of the Year: Volume Six, and working concurrently on Ellen Datlow’s The Best Horror of the Year: Volume Four, Phil and Kaja Foglio’s Agatha H and the Clockwork Princess, Bradley P. Beaulieu’s The Straits of Galahesh, Laird Barron’s The Croning, and […]