throw another bear in the canoe

Today is going to be a good day. The GRD and the Complaint Department I have no plans except hanging around doing housework (oh, my god, the needful housework) and then in the afternoon and evening, working on our page proofs a little. So far I've washed dishes, wiped down the counters and the table, made the bed, and started laundry. Also on the agenda is vacuuming, finishing the laundry, and--you know--stuff. Like you do.

I should probably also do some weeding. And clean the catbox.

That's the unrelenting glamor of the literary life, right there. That, and cat vomit.

Is this displacement activity? Why, yes it is. *g*

In actual work-related stuff, I have discovered that "Smile" wants to be Smile, and that it may not be an Elizabeth Bear book. Which is to say, it's trying to go in a direction that I'm not sure falls under the same brand.

I wonder what will wind up happening with that.

The birds in the yard are all chanting in unison.

It's not wrong that this makes me nervous, is it?

Amanda Downum, our own stillsostrange, is running an ARC giveaway contest for her first novel, which is coming out this fall. All you need is, well. A really eclectic taste in music.