Well, the long-awaited check hasn't arrived yet, but due to some fancy financial juggling and the kindness of friends, it looks like I'll be able to make Minneapolis, Toronto, and San Diego in July without actually starving to death or having to pimp the dogs on street corners. So I will see you there, and huzzah, slightly less anxiety.
By way of riba_rambles, a Roger Ebert column from Asimov's:
Thought Experiments: How Propeller-Heads, BNFs, Sercon Geeks, Newbies, Recovering GAFIAtors, and Kids in the Basements Invented the World Wide Web, All Except for the Delivery System.
One of the nice things about SFF is how interpermeable fandom and prodom are. Fans are pros. Pros are fans. Fans become pros and still do fannish things.
It's good in my head.
The Mumpsimus offers a personal memoir of the horrors of Queer Indoctrination. This reminds me of an essay in The Coming Out Stories that was titled something like "How Lesbians Recruit Straight Girls," which was hysterically funny, great party reading, and involved perfume, butterfly nets, late-model Volkswagens, and froofy girl drinks. I wish I had a copy here.
cmpriest, on why she's anti-American. Pretty much everything she says goes for me as well.
Well, premature copies of Scardown should be appearing on bookstore shelves at any moment. If you happen to spot one, let me know. Maybe I'll offer a prize for the first confirmed sighting....
Oh, that's what I can do. I've got a hand-edited galley proof of Worldwired here. I'll send it to the first person who spots a copy of Scardown in the wild. Offer good until 11:59 pm, Monday, June 27th.
Progress notes for 10 June 2005:
Whiskey & Water
New Words: 2,626
Total Words: 115,277 / 129,500
Mammalian Assistance: Marlowe and Mith were both pestery today
Stimulants: lemon water, Russian Caravan tea, nasty microwave popcorn
Exercise: none. Perhaps yoga soon.
Mail: nolove from Neo-Opsis and Eidolon. Alas. I have faith in both these stories, but the markets that love them think they're innapropriate to the venue, and the markets that I think are appropriate don't get them. They're both small, quiet, literary-type stories, which rely for their resolution almost entirely on the click. That may have a good deal to do with their inaccessibility to genre markets.
Today's words Word don't know: cushiony, nubbed, peridots, undreamt, loa, scintillas, Wyrm, Fafnir
Tyop du jour: She was offering the soap, an odd-shaped yellow bar curbed in her magnificent fingers.
Darling du jour: n/a, but I'm overall very pleased with the not-a-sex-scene
Books in progress, but not at all quickly: Dorothy L. Sayers, The Unpleasantness At The Bellona Club;
Interesting research tidbits of the day: n/a
Other writing-related work: slush and contest entries. also, wrote a blurb for Carnival to go in the back of Worldwired, and did some convention scheduling stuff with Anne. I am so virtuous.
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