Stacy Horn

Bali (left cat): I love you, please love me, but I must bite you.
Bodhi (right cat): Wait, who are you again? Yeah, I’m going to bite you too.

Bali always looks so earnest. We’re friends, right? Bodhi is perpetually surprised. Where am I? What’s going on? I’m going to richochet over here now. Bali is more sedate and cuddly. That said, they’re both completely bite-y. Not in a hostile way, but in a playful way. Still hurts. I don’t know what do do. It’s their favorite thing. Quit biting me bros!

I’m in a book! I’m in a book! It’s called Broad Band (great title) and it’s about some of the women who were involved with computers and the internet early on.

“Claire Evans tells the story like a friend who knows you get bored easily; a generous sort of brilliance that pulled me right in. This is a radically important, timely work.” —MIRANDA JULY, filmmaker, artist, and author of The First Bad Man.

I’m nervous about reading the section about me, but I’m looking forward to reading the early history, and hope to learn about a lot of people.

Vice is hosting an event on Monday, March 5, and my friend Marisa Bowe, founder and editor of WORD, is also going to be on the panel. Should be fun!

I may also be a guest along with Claire Evans on NPR’s Science Friday the following Friday, March 9th, and if that happens I will die of pride. I love that show.

“Broad Band is thrilling, powerful stuff. At once an electric feminist history of modern tech and a much-needed corrective to the hyper-male mythology of Silicon Valley, Evans’s compelling, surprising, and eminently readable work restores due credit to the countless brilliant women who made the connected world into what it is today. This book should be required reading for anyone who’s interested in how the future is actually made.” —BRIAN MERCHANT, author of The One Device.

Yesterday I walked downtown along the Hudson River to see Annihilation, which was both good and bad. It was beautiful, and the sound effects were amazing (the best part I thought) but it wasn’t enough for me emotionally. Maybe I should have read the book first?

Walking back I took pictures of seagulls. I don’t trust their innocent “oh we’re just looking out at the water” line-up there.

My fabulous publicist at Algonquin Books is setting up lots of readings and events for my book, which I should start listing, and I’ve been working on presentations to get ready.

At the moment I’m glad for the events, but also terrified. I’ve done this so many times now. This is my sixth book. When am I going to stop being so scared??

That building in Gramercy Park. That I don’t get to live in.

There’s no heat or hot water in my apartment this morning. I think I’ll just take the day off and head out to the movies in a little while. I want to see Annihilation. What other pampering things can I do for myself? Drink hot chocolate. Curl up with a book when I get back.

That reminds me. I want to try to get a picture of me and the cats on the couch. I don’t like to move when there’s a sleeping cat on me. Now I have to deal with three. It’s mostly a pain in the ass, but also very soothing and mood-lifting.

A perfectly manicured, and well-kept apartment building. Where was this?? Oh god. I am that old person. But I think this was around the Met.