This was .... a hell of a year, really.

I left a job that was slowly killing me even though I had no fallback plan for it. I was more broke than I've ever been, getting by on ramen and peanut butter sandwiches. I put together a spiffy redesign of webmutant and starting shopping my resume around, and now I'm paid quite well at a job I really ( Read more... )

So for this year's Norwescon, I was 1.) a pro, doing panels, 2.) in the Art Show, 3.) doing readings and selling my new book, and 4.) in charge of the Merchants of Deva party. Got all that?
I was not so good at the panelist part. Of my scheduled panels, I only made it to two of them. And one of them was my reading. Yeah ( Read more... )

The seductive angle between wall and ladder.
The slink of the black cat across your path.
The glittering kaleidoscope of shattered, silvered glass.

Scared yet -- ? Or just excited?

Get ready for Demolition Drinking XIII: Triskaidekaphilia. The thirteenth offering from the Merchants of Deva is for those who dare carouse where angels fear to tread.

Chez ( Read more... )

I can't believe I keep forgetting to mention -- speaking of the fabulous Merchants of Deva, I did indeed finish the website redesign I kept mentioning in this journal. Whole new look and scads of new content. Check that out, too.

I'm having a good day cleaning my condo. And the very fact that I'm capable of formulating the phrase "having a good day cleaning" means that I've managed a significant paradigm shift.
This is largely thanks to treebyleaf, who came over and did my dishes ( Read more... )

I fall out of the habit of doing this much too easily. There are things I keep meaning to write, here, but I just never seem to get around to it. Very frustrating.
Well, I never expected any different. Actually, the amount of writing I've done here has exceeding my wildest imaginings. So why am I still so dissatisfied? I don't know.
It's been ( Read more... )