Well, we went down to open a bank account today, which is a much lengthier process than it is in the states. So that’s underway. Then we went and got *library cards*. It’s like we’re real people, or something! I had a call from the editorial assistant at Harlequin on Wednesday that threw me into a panic: the author alterations for THUNDERBIRD FALLS were due and they weren’t in, and something about he was going to email them to me, and I’m going ACK ACK ACK because I hadn’t *seen*…
Author: mizkit
bah.
Sorry for double-spam: Apparently there’s a waiting list for broadband access, and we have no idea how long it’ll be; they said it could be anywhere from a few days to a few weeks, which more likely translates to “a few weeks to a few months”. Nrf. So I’m setting up a permanent gmail address. I may end up using it instead of any of my other email addresses in the long term, I don’t know. But for now, and for the foreseeable future, if you want to email me,…
no net.
No net. No ETA on net, either, at this point. My mother says the Irish would rather lie to you than disappoint you, and we seem to be victims of that. Apparently there’s a waiting list for broadband access, and we have no idea how long it’ll be; they said it could be anywhere from a few days to a few weeks, which more likely translates to “a few weeks to a few months”. Nrf. So I’m setting up a permanent gmail address. I may end up using it instead…
Huh!
URBAN SHAMAN got nominated for a Romantic Times Reviewer’s Choice for best modern fantasy award! Lookit that! I’m up against Jim. I’m sure he’ll understand if I hope I win. But if I don’t win, I hope he does. :) I went out to lunch with my Irish ladies, which was lots of fun! We went out to a Temple Bar restaurant which certainly thought a lot of itself, but it was in fact good, and we had a very nice hour or so before I had to scoot off…
waking up
(written 1.3.06, 11am) I did not quite manage to get over my last cold before I caught another one. Apparently all the nasty Irish germs are having a field day with my delicate Alaskan constitution, or something. Unlike the last cold, which only required aspirin, this one actually requires cold medicine, which means I’m a zombie. I can do one thing at a time. I’m actually quite efficient doing one thing at a time, because once I’m doing it I’m completely focused. The problem here is that I have begun…