Session ’07 Day 17: “Family Day”

So yah, “Family Day” at the Capitol. Whee. Because of this brilliant legislative concept, I had to be at work bright and early this morning and had to work late yesterday. It’s almost like not having a weekend, except without the “almost.”

Meh, at least the traffic was nonexistent. I made the drive from house to parking deck in under 40 minutes.

Happily, Hobkin seems less logy. And he climbed up to cuddle with me last night and Thursday night, so he’s back to being his cuddlesome, winter self. Although his tummy was unsettled on Thursday. I’m wondering if he’s distressed at how absent I’ve been of late. Wish I could’ve taken him to work for “Family Day.”

   


Writing Stuff

Received:
– An email from the senior editor of Highlights for Children in response to my request for an interview for my Writing for Young Readers column. She’s happy to oblige. Huzzah! That means my column is set through the end of session.

Quite a relief, there. While I’d intended to put a moratorium on agreeing to or taking on any new requests or responsibilities while the General Assembly was in session, I can’t seem to hold to that.

– A pretty-please-please plea from a friend of ours who’s a Biology professor for Emory & Henry College in VA to proofread the paper he’s submitting to a journal. He’s reporting on the discovery of a new species (he’s an icthyo-paleontologist), and publication was already assured. But his initial proofreader was unavailable, and he’d added fresh content to his ms. and couldn’t find someone to proofread it.

O where’s o where is an editor when you need one?

So, of course, I sez I would, and I spent the free bits of time I had on Wednesday and Thursday poring over it. After I got over my bug-eyed “WHA?” at all the unknown scientific names and terms and settled into the text, it was actually kind of interesting. He’s giving me an acknowledgement nod, and I told him to feel free to pretty-please-please me again. Just hopefully not during session.

– Note from oldcharliebrown asking if I was interested in doing an interview gig for Fantasy Magazine. So yah, I said I was game for that too, session be damned. But really, it’s not a biggie. The interview slot in question is a small one–one page–so there’s not a huge time sink with the work involved. Assembled my Q’s for that and sent if off last night, right before falling comatose.

Georgia General Assembly mini-adjournment

Today was not one of my favorite mornings. A water main broke over by Nesbit Ferry* so we had low-unto-zero water pressure when I got up. I could barely coax enough of a dribble out to brush my teeth, and I had to skip my shower. The traffic on Holcomb Bridge Rd and 400 was so slow I could’ve limped it faster, and there were MARTA delays. It took me two hours to get to the capitol, and to top it off, the temperature was in the mid 20s, so I couldn’t feel my toes by the time I finally got in.

Feh.

The GGA is adjourned until Thursday (Day 15), giving a bit of a breather. There’s still bills and resolutions coming through, but the pace has slackened. I’m still amazed we had the whole weekend off. I didn’t have to miss out on any part of dude_the‘s traditional Superbowl at chez Foster’s! Woo! yukinooruoni and Patrick-of-no-LJ joined us on Sunday, whereupon we cheered for the losing team. Alas.

In fuzzy animal news, fosteronfilm and I are wondering whether Hobkin might be trying for the sluggish, not-hibernation that skunks sometimes get into during winter. He needs to be prodded in order to wake up for meals, which is utterly unlike him, and he’s only having two meals a day. He’s also acting antisocial, which is odd in winter when he normally becomes particularly snugglesome.


*As of 2 P.M., it had been fixed, and they say it’s not necessary to boil drinking water, unlike a similar recent water main break down in Buckhead.
   


Writing Stuff

I was browsing at Barnes & Nobles on Saturday, flipping through the Writer’s Digest 2007 special supplement issue, and I saw that Writing-world.com was listed as one of the “101 Best Websites for Writers.” Coolness!

Published:
– My February Writing for Young Readers column, “An Interview with Johnny D. Boggs of Boys’ Life,” is now up.

Received:
– A request from one of my DC2K Writers buds on behalf of her RWA chapter for me to present an online workshop on worldbuilding. I had a half-second of heart-in-throat panic until I re-read her email and saw the salient “online” part. No public speaking required. *whew* Of course, I said “yes,” although I mentioned it’d be better if I could do it in April or later so it’s not during session.

Day 10 of Session 2007

Been busier than God at work.

I think it might be making me a bit distracted. I did something last week which I’ve never, ever done before, and I fervently hope I never do anything remotely like again. I came in late, stumbled into the house, and it wasn’t until about an hour later that fosteronfilm went into the mudroom* to check on some laundry and discovered that my car was still going! I’d left the key in the ignition (I’ve never even locked myself out of a car before!) and left the engine running.

In a closed garage.

Zounds. I didn’t notice I didn’t have my keys ’cause the hubby had left the door unlocked for me, as he sometimes does so I don’t have to fumble with keys and backpack when I’m already dog tired. I’m just glad he had laundry going and that he noticed. There’s much badness that could’ve happened there. Meep.

MARTA was evil this morning. Major mechanical difficulties on the sorthbound line stranded me (and a train full of commuters) on 400 for half an hour. Eventually, the MARTA folks got the train limping again and took us to Lindburgh station, whereupon they took the poor thing out of service. Huddled with disgruntled commuters in sub-zero weather on a metro platform designed to let the wind in is not my idea of a good way to spend the morning. The next sorthbound train was, of course, jam-packed, but we shuffled onboard anyway. Squished sardines. Not just plain ole packed sardines, but squished.


*The mudroom is the room between our garage and the rest of the house where our washer and dryer live.

   


Writing Stuff

New Words:
Amazingly, I managed to hammer out 1300 words for my February Writing for Young Readers column between Friday and Saturday, but then I got an 11th hour postponement. Earlier this month, I sent a couple queries to editors, asking for an interview for my column, and I included the questions (and, of course, an SASE). I didn’t expect to hear back from them, ’cause I sort of assume that unless an editor knows and has worked with someone in the past, the odds of such a request getting their attention and not being circular binned is pretty slim. Editors, after all, are uber busy people. But the one from the Fiction Editor of Boys’ Life, Johnny D. Boggs, came back! So I typed the answers in and sent it off to my column editor, making me, for the first time, ahead of the game, column-wise. I’ve got March’s done and ready to go, and maybe I’ll get the second interview back, which will take care of April, by which time session will be over. Maybe.

Published:
– My interview with mroctober is now up at Strange Horizons.

Received:
– 8-day “no GUD” from GUD.
– 4-day sale to Murky Depths. Woot! “Cyberevenge Inc.” is slated for their premiere issue. And a big thanks to matt_wallace for inviting me to submit.
– A sneak peek of the cover image by Theo Black of the So Fey anthology edited by mroctober (which will have my story, “Year of the Fox” in it). It’s slated for release this October. Shiny:

Overtime meep.

The Georgia General Assembly reconvened yesterday. And yes indeedy, the workload ramped up. My hours so far this week:

Sunday – 11:45AM to 6PM
Monday – 8:30AM to 10PM
Tuesday – Came in early to finish up the bill I was editing until 10 last night so: 7:00AM to ?

Matthew came and drove me home from work last night. While I’m sure I would’ve been fine on MARTA, I just wanted to get home as soon as possible so I could get to sleep, and the fastest way (without the rush hour traffic and all) was sans train. But we had a bit of confusion with the meet-up. He got to the capitol okay, but then while I was wandering around the first floor at the security entrance, my co-workers had let him in and they were wandering with him in our office on the third floor/mezzanine, looking for me. Whoops! But with the aid of a helpful, late-night security guy, we managed to hook up. Finally.

Think today’ll be a 30mg Adderall day. This is muchly reminiscent of Dragon*Con and editing the Daily Dragon while suffering from insufficient sleep and weird food. I can do this . . . for two and a half more months.

If you’re waiting on something for me, expect to wait a little longer.

   


Writing Stuff

Published:
– “The Snow Woman’s Daughter” in the Feb. ’07 issue of Cricket. And it’s the opening story! Woot! I had just enough time before falling comatose last night to beam delightedly at the illustrations. Shiny.

Received:
– After a mail snafu, payment, at last, from Her Circle eZine for “Second Daughter.” For some reason, the first time the editor tried mailing me payment, the USPS couldn’t find my house and sent the letter (w/check) back undeliverable. WTF? So I asked her to mail it to me at my work address this time, and it arrived yesterday.
– 88-day personal pass with invite to submit again to The Edge of Propinquity.

Pan’s Labyrinth, skunk hiccups, session ’07

terracinque and I managed to get off work early enough to catch the advance screening of Pan’s Labyrinth with fosteronfilm on Wednesday. I’ve never been to the Midtown Art before. It’s a very nice theater, although I think I like the Tara–where we saw Miss Potter–better. Had a chance to gab with sfeley, who was also there to catch Pan’s Labyrinth, while the hubby was off buying popcorn, and chatted briefly with lord_darkseid while waiting for terracinque to park.

The movie was gorgeous. Words like “lush” and “evocative” spill off the tongue when describing the cinematography. It was also gritty and dark, the non-fantasy parts particularly, but the fantasy elements were also darker than the typical treatment given to such subject matter by Hollywood. While I quite enjoyed the fantasy part–the faun and the Pale Man as well as the flitting EFX fairies were phenomenal–the real world brutality left me wide-eyed and in need of a fuzzy animal to squeeze. Honestly, I felt somewhat traumatized by movie’s end; my ability to handle gore and squick is pretty unimpressive, and there was much violence. Fortunately, we’ve got a very squeezable fuzzy animal at home, so it’s all good.

On the fuzzy animal front, Hobkin’s been getting the hiccups a lot recently. It’s rather dramatic when a critter as small as he is gets the hiccups. His whole body jounces with each one. Wish I knew what was causing them and if there was something we could do to decrease their frequency. Right now, all we can do is hold and pet him while he hics. At least they don’t seem to trouble him all that much. Probably distresses me more than him.

Session is going great, so far. I’ve even gotten a couple kudos from the attorneys and secretaries on my work, which makes me inordinantly warm-and-glowy. It has been busy, and I’ve had to stay late every night since it began, but I continue not to feel unduly stressed or overwhelmed. ‘Course the General Assembly has been out of session this last week as it hammers out the budget; I fully expect the scary-busy-stress to ramp up next week.

I continue to stay off the java. I’m drinking tons of tea, but I’ve only had one mug of coffee since session began. The coffee monkey is still hovering about, waiting in the wings, but at least it’s not on my shoulder anymore.

   


Writing Stuff

Received:
– Note from mroctober listing the tentative ToC for Magic in the Mirrorstone, the anthology slated for a spring ’08 release from Mirrorstone Books. My story, “Princess Bufo marinus, I Call Her Amy,” will be sharing a ToC with an amazing bunch of authors including Beth Bernobich (beth_bernobich), Holly Black (blackholly), Cassandra Clare (cassandraclare), Gregory Frost (frostokovich), Jim C. Hines (jimhines), Nina Kiriki Hoffman, Lawrence M. Schoen (klingonguy), E. Sedia (squirrel_monkey), and Janni Lee Simner (janni). *Squee!*
– Email from oldcharliebrown letting me know that the Weird Tales editors are passing on a submission (RT: 80-days), but also that he read and liked the story. Alas, it’s too long for Fantasy Magazine, but I’m pleased regardless to have Sean’s thumbs up on it.
– 9-day pleasant pass from Murky Depths with an invite to submit again.

Legislative Session. Eek. And free advance screening tix to Pan’s Labyrinth

For all you Atlanta locals: fosteronfilm is giving away advance screening tickets to Pan’s Labyrinth for next Wednesday (the 17th). Check out his website for details.

And the session begineth. So far . . . on day three . . . it’s not that bad. It’s very hopping; I worked from noon ’til 6ish on Sunday and have stayed late every night this week (and expect to stay late every night until the session ends), but I haven’t felt overwhelmed or unduly stressed. Although I did make a blunder yesterday that required six bills to be re-done. The Georgia legislature has some spelling peculiarities, and I didn’t realize that we spell “statewide” with a hyphen: “state-wide.” And those six bills were all drafted using the same template I’d edited. Doh!

Won’t be forgetting that one anytime soon.

I got home last night just in time to get ready for bed, but it wasn’t that troubling. fosteronfilm was at an IMAGE salon, so he wasn’t home anyway. Although, poor Hobkin. He was a little anxious at the change in routine. I startled him when I came home–he’s not a brave beastie–and he bolted for the hutch. Unfortunately, he was in such a hurry, his aim was off. He bonked right into the hutch leg, missing the opening completely. Didn’t phase him, though. He bounced off and then scampered under it. Silly fuzzwit. I’m worried that one day he’ll concuss himself doing that.

Had some qualms about what the MARTA would be like late at night, both on the long waits front as well as the scariness one, but as it turns out, I haven’t had to wait longer than ten minutes for a nighttime train, and the stations are well lit and still pretty populated at the times I’ve been riding.

   


Writing Stuff

No writing accomplished. No surprise there.

Published:
– My January Writing for Young Readers column, “A Writer’s Resolution: I Will Submit.” (With thanks to n_decisive for the inspiration on the subject matter.)

Received:
– Personal pass plus invite to try again from Escape Pod on a reprint. Snartleblast.
– Contract from Aberrant Dreams for “Living With a Shoulder Monster.” Signed and sent back.
– Payment from Hub for “Wanting to Want.” And I’m delighted the American dollar is so weak against the pound right now. I got a very favorable exchange rate.

Miss Potter

fosteronfilm and I went to see an advance screening of Miss Potter yesterday. Almost didn’t make it. Got a couple massive bills to edit plopped in my intray late yesterday afternoon, and it looked pretty likely that I’d have to stay overtime*, but the edits didn’t take as long as I’d thought. I rushed home, Matthew handed me a sandwich, fed Hobkin, and we were off to the Tara Theater.

The movie was an absolute delight; I was charmed by it from minute one. It’s the story of Beatrix Potter, the author and illustrator of the Peter Rabbit books, her life, how her books came to be the best selling children’s series ever, and her romance with her publisher. Renee Zellweger plays Beatrix, and Ewan McGregor plays her publisher–which is a great pairing, even if there were several Down With Love déjà vu moments and Zellweger’s accent sounded more Bridget Jones’s Diary than Jane Austen. The movie is punctuated by charming Ally McBeal-esque animations of her illustrated characters, whom Beatrix calls “her friends,” coming to life. And the countryside, where chunks of the movie is set, is a lush and gorgeous backdrop. And yes, as I demanded of Matthew, there were bunnies. The only complaint I have is that it’s going to totally perpetuate the belief that children’s writers need to illustrate their own stories, but I’ll just sweep that gripe into the “irrelevant industry minutiae” cubbyhole and pretend that I can’t see it.

I suspect it’s not going to be particularly appreciated by a male audience. My husband’s as whimsical as I could ask, and even so, the movie wasn’t to his taste, although he appreciated the beauty of the cinematography and animations. We’ve probably hit the “chick flick” barrier with this one, but I happen to like good chick flicks, and Miss Potter is one of the best. I highly recommend it.


* And so the legislative rush begins. The pace has been nonstop here all day. I expect that Miss Potter was probably the last time I’ll get to spend quality time with my husband until after the session ends.

   


Writing Stuff

Received:
– Contrib. copies of issue #23 of Faeries with the French translation of “Of Two Minds in Lanais” in it.
– A Nice review in SF UK Review for my story, “Wanting to Want,” in Hub:

“It’s quite a brutal description of the life of a junkie. . .The narrative really gets inside the characters head. . .A very well written piece.”
— Gareth D Jones

Brain on the fritz

I think I’m a little discombobulated this week. Yesterday morning, as I was driving to the MARTA station, the moon was this huge, swollen silver saucer in the predawn sky. It didn’t look like a wan morning moon, but a night sky full moon, and I had a moment of disorientation, wondering if I’d somehow mixed up my AM and PM, and I was driving into work at 7PM instead of 7AM. Obviously, I shook that off and got on my train, and by the time it had reached the Capitol, the sun had risen, dispersing that fantastical whimsy. This morning, I left my computer bag at home. It’s the hand-sewn felt-and-broadcloth sheath I made that I stick my VAIO into before I put it into my backpack to protect it from scratches and give it a little travel buffering. Putting my computer into it is a basic part of my morning ritual. I mean, how can I not notice that my computer isn’t in its bag? I’ve never done that before. So when I pulled out my VAIO on the train to work on, I had a “huh?” moment, wondering whether I’d lost a few seconds of memory and already unsheathed it. But as I couldn’t find the bag, I realized I’d somehow left it at home.

Seems my brain’s on the fritz.

Wonder if it’s because I haven’t had any coffee this week? Although I had a lot of assam yesterday, and that’s still got a healthy dose of caffeine, being a black tea. I’m switching to green tea today. My IngenuiTEA teapot that n_decisive gave me doth rawketh. And I got an “awesome” from elemess and a “where’d you get that?” from terracinque.

   


Writing Stuff

So yeah, I missed the deadline for squirrel_monkey‘s anthology. But she said I can have an extension until the end of this month. Hurray! And *gulp*. That means trying to write during session. Well, sometimes having other deadlines that prevent me from writing kicks my muse into perverse mode, and she pours on the juice. Aggrevating, but in the end, I find I can find (or make) the time to get words on the page. We’ll see . . .

Published:
– “A Parade of Taylups” is now up at Aberrant Dreams. It’s another story inspired by Hobkin. The skunk-influence is pretty blatant with this one.

Received:
– 230-day SALE of “Living With a Shoulder Monster” to Aberrant Dreams. My fourth sale to these fine folks and the first sale of 2007! Woohoo!
– Contrib. copy of Hub. It’s so shiiiny. I’m just in awe of the production values. Every page is glossy and thick, and, and . . . *droooool*.
– An invitation to once again participate in the nomination process for the Sturgeon Award. I don’t really have the time to read the accumulated short fiction from 2006 that I’ve been wanting to before the February deadline, but it’s such an honor to be asked to be a part of this outstanding award that I simply couldn’t bear to turn it down. So I figure I’ll just bury myself away in the library this weekend and inhale all the ‘zines and anthologies that I wasn’t able to get to yet. Eh, it’ll give me a head start on what to expect during the upcoming legislative session. No sleep. Many words.

Happy New Year!

fosteronfilm and I rang in the new year at sfeley‘s with a crew of similar-minded SF/F geeks and geekettes. There was pizza, delicious homemade chambord and grand marnier chocolate truffles, Doctor Who watching, booze (some impressive bottles of single malt scotch . . . which I didn’t partake of as I wanted to remain conscious through midnight), and Arkham Horror, a board game based on Lovecraft’s Cthluhu Mythos.

Is there a better way to celebrate the end of the year than with elder gods?

Steve also had a copy of Hub #1 since Escape Pod and Pseudopod have ads in it. As I haven’t received my contrib. copy yet, I grasped upon it eagerly. “Wanting to Want” is the last story, which is way cool, and the magazine itself is an absolutely gorgeous thing. Each page is glossy and thick, and the fiction is lavishly illustrated with full color photos. The production values are awesome. And, of course, they had the impeccable taste to publish one of my stories.

Great fun, great people.

And so I bid 2006 a fond farewell and welcome 2007 with eager anticipation, newfound peace, and hope.

Happy New Year!

   


Writing Stuff

2006 was quite a year, both writing-wise and life-wise, filled with uncertainty and stress, new opportunities, gladful accomplishments, and some humbling disappointments.

Looking over 2006’s Writing Resolutions, I determined to:

Write 500 words a day, every day, barring weekends and holidays, to total 115K words (or more) for the year.

When I first compiled my numbers, I was quite chagrined as I normally only include my fiction word counts, and I’m clocking around 47.5K words of fiction this year, which is not only missing my resolution goal but is also a huge drop from last year’s 106.5K. But thinking back over 2006, I find that it’s not accurate for me not to include all the nonfiction I did as it was the first year I decided to try my hand at cranking out vasty gobs of nonfiction for pay. So, on the nonfiction front, I did about 42K words of “for hire” work and 14.5K words in articles and for my Writing for Young Readers column. Counting on my fingers and toes, that comes to 104K.

Not the 115K I was aiming for, but a much more respectable total.

Stick with the working during the day holed up in the library strategy.

That worked out dandy for most of the year, but now I’ve got a fabu day job which effectively makes this one null and void.

finish a @#!$ novel. Any of the several that I’ve started.

Well, this one was a dismal failure. Sigh. I think with everything else going on in my life–most notably the financial stressors of not having a reliable income a la day job–I just wasn’t in a good mindset to be able to devote so much of myself to this task. I’m hoping that I’ll have the balance and discipline in 2007 to finally accomplish this.

Moving on to 2006’s highlights and accomplishments, I:
– Became The Town Drunk‘s Assistant Managing Editor and saw its first issue and subsequent stories published.
– Survived another year as Tangent‘s Managing Editor and The Daily Dragon‘s Editor/Director.
– Made 28 sales including one to a closed DAW Books anthology, repeat sales to Realms of Fantasy and Paradox, and broke into Orson Scott Card’s Intergalactic Medicine Show.
– Was invited to and began writing a regular column, Writing for Young Readers, for Writing-World.com.
– Saw 33 works published including two stories in “Best of” collections, a Hungarian reprint, two French reprints, a Greek reprint, and four audio podcasts.
– Received three Honorable Mentions in The Year’s Best Fantasy and Horror 19 (edited by Ellen Datlow, et al.): “The Bunny of Vengeance and the Bear of Death,” “Returning My Sister’s Face,” and “The Tiger Fortune Princess.”
– Received another HM in The Year’s Best Science Fiction 23 (edited by Gardner Dozois) for “The Bunny of Vengeance and the Bear of Death.”
– Received a thumb’s up from Publishers Weekly for “Returning My Sister’s Face” in their starred review of Best New Fantasy.

2006 wasn’t too shabby, all-in-all.

And herein my Writing Resolutions for 2007:

– Finish a novel. Once session ends, I want to really focus on this.
– Write 500 words a day, every day, barring weekends, holidays, and the legislative session. I think my annual word count is going to have to go down as I’m effectively crossing out three months of the year to write during, but it’s a reasonable trade-off, all things considered.
– Don’t stress the hamsters and don’t be afraid to turn some away. I need to realize that I’ve pretty much taken on as much writing work (or more) that I can cope with. Now that I’ve got the shiny, new day job, I’ve got the leisure of picking and choosing new projects I accept and embark upon rather than feeling obligated to take on anything and everything that crosses my plate.

Happy New Year’s Eve!

Thanks to everyone who swung by to wish me Happy Birthday yesterday!

After opening my prezzies*, fosteronfilm and I roamed the aisles of Barnes & Noble for a bit. One of the attorneys I work with gave me a gift certificate there for my b-day**. And then we tried out a little sushi restaurant near our house for dinner–good sushi, but their vegetarian menu options were somewhat limited. I really love sushi, but ever since the excellent restaurant down the road closed down a few years back, we haven’t been able to find a suitable replacement for yummy, inexpensive, and relatively nearby vegetarian sushi. Then we came home for cake and ice cream, a soak in the hot tub, and watched Monsters Inc.

It was a low-key but gratifying way to observe my annual increment of age indicator.


*The hubby got me two pairs of sexy boots! He knows me well, he do. I’ve been putting off buying any new shoes for the last year+ while our finances were in such dire straits, and while they’ve healthied up with my new job, I haven’t given in to the siren call of new shoe splurges. Seems that Matthew hadn’t missed my furtive-but-longing looks at shoe displays while we were out Christmas shopping .
**She’s way cool, and I’m not just saying that because she got me a prezzie. She does art photography on the side, and is an interesting and impressive person all around . . . much like the rest of the people I work with.

   


Writing Stuff

I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, but I got very little writing accomplished these last couple days. Sigh.

It seems unlikely that I’ll make an end-of-year, last minute, final sale, but I’m content closing out on 2006 with the one earlier this month to OSC’s Intergalactic Medicine Show.

Farewell 2006, welcome 2007.

Received:
– Note from The Edge of Propinquity that my submission passed the first round of readings and is being more seriously considered for publication. Coolness.