it's a great life, if you don't weaken (matociquala) wrote,
it's a great life, if you don't weaken

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gold and silver blind the eye. temporary riches lie.

I know I twittered this, but it bears repeating: Incoming thunderstorm + roofers attempting to nail giant blue tarp over partially rebuilt burned house across street = COMEDY GOLD!

Yes, it does.

Okay, I was productive today in a nonwriting sort of way. Which is to say, I ran two miles, roasted a chicken, picked the chicken, started stock with the bones, put together a pan of green chili enchiladas ala cvillette (although I did not have black beans, so I used red kidney beans) which are now in the oven, actually did some work on that vacant hole of a Myspace page--though I have to figure out how to change the page defaults--and put up a blog entry over there and a couple of links. So, you know, if you do the Myspace thing, there is content there now. It's not likely to get chatty, mind you--I have plenty of other places to be chatty--but for concentrated OMG ELIZABETH BEAR FAMUS RITER stuff, that would be where to look.

All the cool kids come over here, though.

As long as I'm outing my online presences, I have an icanhascheezburger account, too, under the predictable name. It's definitely quality over quantity, though. *g* Still, there are a couple of lolz there.

Also, I did a phone interview about All the Windwracked Stars (gee, you'd think Amazon could get the Publishers Weekly and Booklist reviews up or something) with the charming Shaun Farrell of Adventures in SciFi Publishing, which was a lot of fun and we were hard-pressed not to run over out allotted time by, like, a lot. (He assures me that the interview in question will be live sometime this week.)

(It occurs to me that if everybody who reads this blog bought a copy, we could sell through the advance in like, a week. And probably put the damned thing on the NYT extended list. *g* Okay: you know what to do. [Hey, it works for public radio. And I nag a lot less than they do.])

Oh, and truepenny has an interesting post about modern constructions of motivation in the principals of the Salem witch trials, here.

Man. That tarp is still flapping. Spectacular.

And I still need to water the plants.
Tags: quotidiana, the writer at work
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