Currently

I seem to have settled into a winter rhythm just in time to have it disrupted by the residency. Get up, go to work, come home, walk the dogs, do yoga, eat something, revise two chapters or so of Monster Nation, maybe watch some TV and have a glass of wine, read, sleep. Repeat.

I’m planning to try and keep the revise two chapters or so a day going during most of the residency. We’ll see about that.

When I get back, it will be time to really and truly add critical thesis work into this schedule, along with Tiptree and Cybils jurying. Which is to say that I will be insanely tired and overcommitted and very well read.

But the writing’s going pretty well. The rest of it is like unto a swarm of patient gnats when that happens–troublesome, but not fatal.

Currently Read More »

Wednesday Hangovers

Wednesday Hangovers Read More »

Tuesday Hangovers

*And edrants becomes Filthy Habits: a welcome return to the tubewaves(?).
**I know the link says nepotism, but surely everyone in SF isn’t related.

Tuesday Hangovers Read More »

Ink

This Abe article on tattooed authors makes me want to get one:

The inspiration for this article is a Maine-based writer called Elizabeth Hand – the author of Generation Loss – who was interviewed by AbeBooks.com several months ago. Flick open Generation Loss and there’s her publicity shot on the dust wrapper – she’s leaning against a white wooden post with her hands in the pockets of her jeans and tattoos clearly visible on her bare arms.

And, yet, I’ve never been able to settle on anything. Also, I’m a wimp, especially when it involves the kind of pain you know is coming again and again and again. (Via the inspirational author.)

Ink Read More »

Friday Hangovers

Friday Hangovers Read More »

Geek Out

Just popping in to say that I’m really liking io9, the new science fiction concern of the Gawker empire. The contributions of the extremely smart Charlie Anders–who’s also on this year’s Tiptree jury–and editor Annalee Newitz are particularly fun. And the site’s top ten most anticipated SF titles of 2008 included several of the books my own hot little hands can’t wait for (especially Karen Joy Fowler’s Wit’s End, which will be fabulous).

Thus far the contributors seem to be playing nice with others, something that could never be said about many of the Gawker tentacles*… and I hope it stays like that or at least doesn’t get mean in an uninteresting way. But, hey, Scalzi’s watching that so I don’t have to.

*Y’all know how I love the Fine Lines at Jezebel.

Geek Out Read More »

Wednesday Hangovers

Wednesday Hangovers Read More »

Champagne Dreams

Well, that was fun. We rang in the New Year in low-key style with the North Carolina contingent–the fabulous Richard Butner and Barb Gilly–and the New Hampshire delegates–dynamic duo Meghan McCarron and Sadie the Dog. Many hours of Game Show Network* were commented on, several games/moralty tests were won and lost, and (at least) six modern houses were seen. Sleep was light. Dogs were rowdy. Etcetera. Pictorial evidence is forthcoming.

My hope is that when the beginning of a year is this nice, the year can’t be anything but wonderful. Good luck with your resolutions, if you’re resolving, and with things in general, regardless. My own resolutions all involve hard work, which is good because that means they are entirely achievable. One of them is to catch up on e-mail and STAY caught, and that will commence today. The horrified expressions of our houseguests when I confessed to the size of my inbox (both read and unread) said it all.

Regular service here will resume momentarily.

*High point? Probably Monty Hall remarking on what things might be like if "women’s lib goes all the way."

Update: When I said catch up on e-mail? It turns out I meant archive a whole bunch of it. I’m going to be answering the more recent stuff, but if you need a reply and don’t get it within 24 hours, send the e-mail again and it will be answered. Swearsies.

Champagne Dreams Read More »

Scroll to Top