Things! Stuff!

Spent an extraordinarily productive evening with my dread mistress Chloie last night. She had project work that needed doing and I had a story that needed plotting, and so we kept one another more or less in line until things were sorted. That turned out to be much closer to 3 AM than could possibly have been predicted, but it was good, and nobody got thrown through any windows.

Not that we didn’t try.

Nominations are open for the WSFA Small Press Awards. If you’re a small press author or publisher dealing in “imaginative literature” and know of something fantastic — either a book or short story in a small press anthology or periodical — go get your nomination on!

Of interest to anybody who writes, Joshua Palmatier posted about the nitpickier side of long fiction, writer’s tics, and the travails of publishing a novel that will either be quite informative or make you groan with familiarity.

Otherwise, things are relatively quiet here at the house. Well, aside from the reasonable last-minute sort of panics one has before going to a convention. Gallifrey is starting to feel like a real thing that I’m doing, not just some words scrawled on my calendar in Sharpie. Airplanes! California! Panels! Me hyperventilating a little bit because I have to confirm my shuttle reservation!

And now to get some other useful things done so I can start getting a bit of word count going on this story.

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