A Companion to Wolves
New Words: 2950 (split in half)
Total Words: 69,738
Pages: 311 of 317 (300 pages! Yay!)
Reason for stopping: end of scene
Mammalian Assistance: Marlowe becatted me thoroughly at one point. It's hard to type with a cat sleeping on one's bosoms.
Stimulants: Orange spice tea, seltzer
Exercise: One hour walk
Mail: nomail
Tyop du jour: branches creaked like fiddles owed at random.
Darling du jour: His lips were chapped and peeling in thick yellow shreds.
Books in progress: Ed Sanders, Tales of Beatnik Glory; Tamara Siler Jones, Ghosts in the Snow;
Books in queue: M.J. Harrison, Tourism; Michael Binyon, Life in Russia
Other writing-related work: I should slush, but I didn't. I did one workshop crit, though. The Tindalosi New Yorker story persists in being written one sentence at a time. Today's sentence was: "White on white on gray, snow-capped peaks sweeping down to snow-frosted foothills that cupped a low, cold valley."
No wonder I'm down to three short stories a year. They take me four freaking months to write, these days. I'm just saying, the novels had better not start pulling this.
It's definitely a good review day.
Also, SF Crow's Nest, a UK site, has a nice review of Hammered up, by Thomas L. Martin--"first novel problems are happily non-existent in this enjoyable distopian thriller."
And bluejack had some kind things to say about "Two Dreams on Trains" and "Follow Me Light" in the latest issue of IROSF (registration required). In a continuing online small press SFnal renaissance, they too have found a new editor in chief. Huzzah!
And over at SF Site, our own
There's another review of Interzone 195 by Mark Watson at Best SF, including stories by myself (the monkey story!),
Also, I hear a rumor that my Lenox Avenue story, "Old Leatherwings," has been nominated by the editors for an SLF Fountain Award. It's a very good day to be me, but I refuse to let it go to my head. Tomorrow, I shall be a chump.
It's nice to be loved.
Phred comes home Thursday, if the Brown-shirted ones aren't lying. *misses beloved PC* Laptops are handy as a backup/travelling partner, but not so much for all day every day. My wrists are killing me.
And! Via
Hmm.
Maybe the masses anchoring the beanstalks....
*cackles*
Onward to the future!
Oh, and Anne says the Worldwired cover will probably be bright green, to go with the bright purple and bright blue. I have the preppiest noir cyberpunk covers since Thomas T. Thomas's Crygender. (Am I the last person on earth that remembers that book and its acid pink cover?)
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Personal to Kevin Mc. I got your email and answered, but a server somewhere thinks you don't exist and is bouncing me, consarn it!