Torrential rains prompted the legislators to head out a couple hours early, so my office got to go home too. Now watching the metro area flood damage on TV. Wow. We were in a drought last year at this time.
My folks are visiting from China next weekend. Planned to do a lot of housecleaning this weekend.
Massive cleaning fail.
But we did watch Bolt (Fun+) and Wolverine (Meh. Very meh. I had fewer suspension of disbelief issues with a talking animated dog than I did with Wolverine).
My excuse is that it rained all weekend, and I’m always low-energy and groggy when it rains—and I don’t take my uppers—and that’s the story I’m sticking with.
My day off was full of hamsters: a rush freelance editing job, a website development project, and a follow-up website consult! Working is.
Not reciprocating Mr. Insomnia’s affection, but he just can’t take a hint. Sleep deprivation is fun, right? Right? Bleh. Need coffee.
Whew and hurray: system restore and disk cleanup saved me from having to do a full reload. Much relief.
Still playing mad catch-up. Still sound like a chain-smoking toad. But I got fan mail yesterday, so it’s all good.
Y’know, writers are pretty simple folk. A few appreciate comments, indication that our work is actually being read by someone, and we’re happy. Well, I’m happy.
A bestseller and a movie deal would be way nice, don’t get me wrong, but encouraging words of appreciation are really soul-nourishing.
In all the Dragon*Con chaos, I forgot to mention that I sold “Mortal Clay, Stone Heart” to anthology The Dragon and the Stars (DAW Books), due out in 2010. Edited by Derwin Mak and Eric Choi, it will feature Chinese themed stories by Chinese authors (who don’t live in China).
As I predicted, when we got home on Monday, there was great collapse. It wasn’t quite as bad as last year, whereupon dude_the, fosteronfilm, and I sprawled in the living room in post-battlefield attitudes of death and mayhem. But it was close.
My voice is still stripped, but I did manage to keep it until Monday, which is an improvement over previous years (please, please nobody phone me for a couple weeks, K?). And I opted not to go into work yesterday, and subsequently slept for something like 16 hours.
Now playing catch-up on all the post-convention correspondences, write-ups, reports, and sundry communications that I tabled until after Dragon*Con. If you sent me an email that you expect a reply to, please give me a couple more days to get caught up. Continue reading
Still wiped, but wanted folks to know that Escape Pod published “Sinner, Baker, Fabulist, Priest; Red Mask, Black Mask, Gentleman, Beast” while I was at Dragon*Con (why do they always publish my stuff while I’m at D*C?). Lawrence Santoro did a simply fabulous reading of it! Go listen, yo. It’s free!
Yesterday, fosteronfilm, dude_the, and I were comatose for most of the day. We emerged briefly to get food and pick up Hobkin from his godmother, then returned to blissful unconsciousness.
It’s getting harder and taking longer to recover from D*C every year.
Back from Dragon*Con. Fun was had. Voice is stripped. My DD staff was awesome. Ahyicodae was sensational. More updates later. I sleep now.
