November 20th, 2009


[link] Out on the road today, link salad saw a Black Flag sticker on a Cadillac

A reader reacts to Green Powell's | Amazon | Kindle | Barnes & Noble | Borders ] — And she likes it...

The Guardian on best science fiction titles — In which I am favorably name checked. And title checked.

EnterpriseStar Trek paintings. Heh. (Via Drawn!.)

Police: Would-be Seattle ninja impaled on fence"The man was "overconfident in his abilities," and that alcohol likely played a role. Um, yeah. (Thanks to corwynofamber.)

Europa might be teeming with fish — Wow. Just wow.

Underwater river of hydrogen sulphide — Wow.

?otD: What is the little voice inside your head saying?

Body movement: 60 minute suburban walk
Hours slept: 6.0
This morning's weigh-in: 233.2
Currently reading: Finch by Jeff VanderMeer


[personal|cancer] Counting down the days

the_child, shelly_rae and I had a very lovely evening with frogworth and his family yesterday. We met at Powell's downtown, where I signed stock and bought presents for the Niece, whose sixth birthday is tomorrow. Then we headed over to Jake's Famous Crawfish for a ludicrously sumptuous dinner. Excellent conversation and fascinating stories were shared.

Today is Day Jobbery, then a planned birthday party for the Niece tonight, but she was running a fever yesterday, so that might not happen. Tomorrow the_child, shelly_rae and I are off to the coast to visit the wreck of Peter Iredale, and if time permits, also Indian Beach, which is my favorite West Coast beach. Sunday, a family Thanksgiving, for which I am baking knot rolls. (If you ask nicely, I'll post the recipe.)

Cancer-wise, the world keeps getting narrower as my surgery date approaches. I'm shedding commitments, people, desires, and needs. Not so much with the panic these last few days as with the sadness. I have my pre-operative screening appointment this morning. Monday I'll see my therapist again. Wednesday morning, back to the land of pain and drugs.

calendula_witch will be here Sunday, at which point my heart will be restored to me. She and shelly_rae will keep me pointed in the right direction before surgery, and keep me going after until I'm back on my feet. I'll know more about the chemo come 12/7, once we have the pathology reports in hand and meet with oncologist.

For now, I go on.


[food] Knot rolls, per my mother's family

Single recipe (plus/minus 2 doz rolls). These are stupidly tasty, as well as being rather simple, as yeast breads go.


  • Combine 1/2 cup boiling water with 1/2 cup Pet (condensed) milk; set aside

  • Combine 2 pks or cakes of yeast with 1/4 cup wrist warm water, dash of sugar, set aside to proof

  • Cream 1/2 cup sugar, 1/2 cup butter, lightly salt

  • Add 2 eggs and beat well

  • Add water/Pet milk and stir well

  • Add flour a cup at a time (over 3 cups) til ready to knead

  • Turn out on floured counter top and knead well

  • Leave in covered bowl, let rise til doubled

  • Beat down, make into rolls by taking chunks slightly larger than golf balls, twirling them into little logs, and tying the logs into simple knots

  • Let rise again

  • 10-12 min in 325 oven on a baking sheet with baking parchment, just until they turn golden

  • Butter tops of hot rolls, set on wire rack to cool


[cancer] Generosity

I've been receiving some very kind emails, along with cards and letters and a few packages. tamiam sent an inspiration book and DVD. Deborah Ross knitted me a fine hat. And today, a very kind and thoughtful librarian sent me a generous monetary gift.

That last gave me significant pause in an unexpected way. Yes, this cancer is expensive, and difficult. On the other hand, I'm well-insured (by American standards), and I have a good income from the Day Jobbe. Taking the gift very much in the spirit it was intended, I endorsed the check to The Clayton Memorial Medical Fund. That way the gift will be used to aid Pacific Northwest writers in more need than I am.

To that end, if you're moved to contribute money in this situation, please send it in my name to:
Clayton Medical Fund
P.O. Box 5703
Portland, Oregon 97228

If you want to knit me a spiffy hat or send me an art project or something, feel free to do so at:
Jay Lake
P.O. Box 42611
Portland, Oregon 97242-0611

I want to emphasize my profound gratitude and humble surprise at these gifts. Friends and strangers alike have been stunningly kind to me in this journey. You are wonderful.