1. The Yuletide reveal has happened, and there are many fine stories. My story was written very much with the requester's prompt in mind, and is total crack. It's set in an alternate universe version of Valdemar, specifically during the Last Herald Mage era. The title is "
Paying the Price."
2. I had planned to watch all four NFL wild card games, but apparently the Cardinals-Panthers game is on some obscure subsidiary ESPN channel that my DirecTV subscription doesn't carry. This is the first downside I've had to the rearranging of my service that cut my monthly payment almost in half, from $98 to $53. Still slightly grumpy about it though, especially since this is the one game of the four that isn't available via live streaming, either.
3. My bathroom book project has taken me to C.J. Cherryh's Faded Sun trilogy, which I've owned for a long time, but never read. I have slogged through the first 25 or so pages, and it is starting to become more enjoyable and less work. I hope this will continue to improve. I keep snickering at a clan with the name of "Intel." Even in 1978, this was probably about as poor a choice as Guy Kay's naming a character "Aileron."
4. I finally ordered a light box -- the portable studio kind, not the seasonal affective disorder kind -- and have hopes of getting decent photos of my yarn. Next step after that will be a for-sale website. That's a major goal for 2015.
5. There is an orange bag, made of that weird material that feels halfway between paper and cloth, that has been sitting, probably with feline assistance, on the floor in my hallway, where it has no business being. Morwen, for some reason, has decided that it is now the cat bed. Nine times out of ten, when I pass that spot in the hallway, there is a small black cat curled up asleep on the orange bag. She's very cute there and looks quite happy, but eventually I'm going to have to pick the bag up and put it away somewhere.