Five things Friday
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1. I am waiting impatiently for Pam, Maggie, and Chris R., three of my Clarion West fam, to arrive. They are in town for the Charles De Lint workshop this Sunday at Hugo House. I am hosting and getting some muchly needed f2f hive mind time.
Don’t know what we’re up to this weekend, aside from Sunday, when they are actually in the workshop. I am sure some philosophical discourse, some in-jokes, and quite a few drunk dials are in order.
I know I will be at Charles’ reading Monday evening:
Fantastic Fiction readings and conversation salon with Charles de Lint
Charles de Lint, author of “Moonheart” and “Dingo,” among others, reads and discusses his work. Co-sponsored by Richard Hugo House. $5.
www.nwmediaarts.com
Cabaret
Monday, October 27th, 2008, 7:00 PM
W00t.
2. Aside from cleaning the house in expectation of said visitors, I have pretty much spent the day researching the psychology of colonialism and post colonialism for a story revision. You know, because I like to write about happy stuff.
Ow.
I am also trying to grasp desperately at an idea for my NaNoWriMo project, which starts in like, oh, a week.
3. I have five stories actively circulating the markets. I can’t remember the last time I had that many out at one time.
Oh, yeah. Because I NEVER have before.
4. I’ve been really, really, really burned out on contracting in IT as a day-job, and full time, lately, has been UNpossible. But, I just found something very, super, uber part time. I am VERY excited about it, because it will eventually lead to a new day-job career entirely-and the non-profit that hired me is really confident in my aptitude and willing to spend time training me…as a vocational coach for adults with developmental disabilities. I have my first client already and am supposed to start with her next weekend (the hours right now are Saturday - Monday. Not a dream schedule, but it’s a start).
5. I have my Halloween costume altogether: a paper “H” I will tape to my forehead*. Now, if I only knew of something to actually do on Halloween this year.
*Say it with me now: “GEEK.”
Don’t get the reference? Hrm. That means you probably had a social life in the 80s.
And hey, it’s better than the two consecutive years I went as a serial killer, dressed like I always do, because serial killers look just like everyone else. That was both geeky and lame.