Going to London has utterly thrown off my sense of time. I’m fairly convinced it’s Tuesday. *Next* Tuesday. o.O
London was fun. I sold a few books and met several LJers, which was really wonderful. *beams* *waves to you all and makes noises of profound gratitude that you came*! I was also stalked by
I saw the take-a-photo-now meme (Take a picture of yourself right now. Don’t change your clothes. Don’t fix your hair. Just take a picture. Post that picture with no editing. (Except maybe to get the image size down to something reasonable. Don’t go posting an eight megapixel image.) Include these instructions.) on Thursday morning before I left for London, so I took a photo:
I have got the revision letter and all for THE PRETENDER’S CROWN. What I have not got is a functional printer upon which I can print out the SEVEN HUNDRED PAGE manuscript. But I have ordered a printer cartridge and hopefully it’ll get here by Tuesday. I’d been putting off working on this until after I got back from London, but now I’m sort of chewing at the bit. If I’d been brighter I’d have ordered the printer cartridge earlier, but finances prevented it. Dumb old finances.
Betsy left at least one very funny comment in the revision letter: “Here’s another line I admired: “War and women make fools of all men.” Did you steal it from a French playwright? Or maybe you should be a French playwright.”
Yes. I think I should be. Oo la la! :)
CE Murphy.net has been updated with the past week’s worth of short stories. I’m sure you’re all very excited. There is also a helpful ‘donate’ button there if you want to. :)
I went swimming this morning, and the first couple hundred meters were surreal. Like an out of body experience. The swim club was in session, so the water was really choppy, and I felt like I wasn’t properly in my body. Like I was expending no effort at all in swimming. It was truly bizarre, and rather awesome. The feeling faded, but I swam my whole mile without stopping, just because it had felt so wonderful and light to get started, and I never did get muscle fatigue or oxygen debt. I’d like it to always be that way. I would also like to be swimming the 4K that those kids are swimming, instead of my measly 1700-2000 meters. :) Ooh, and I bought a new swimsuit today! I needed one. Mine was becoming distressing. Or rather, it had become distressed. Anyway, I has a new one now. It’s blue. There won’t be a picture. :)
This picture is for
Told you it was an eclectic post.
miles to Isengard: 336.5
ytd miles swum: 19.7
Wow. Took me forever to remember what I was going to say to you that I was thinking of at midnight that night. Months even.
… you have no idea what you missed being stuck down in that basement. You missed the most awesome pizza hut in the world, an equally awesome view of the bright, bright, bright moon over St. Pauls from the Millenium Bridge, and a carousel for adults. >:D
I have no idea *at all* what you’re talking about. :)
*wave* Koneko. Person who hid behind a bookshelf whilst mum introduced herself?
We did lots of stuff in London afterwards (because we don’t come up there very often) and you missed out because you were in the basement of Forbidden Planet signing. ;)
*LAUGHS*! Ah, okay, now it all makes sense! It wasn’t so much I didn’t know who you were as my brain just plain could not translate basements and pizzas and the like! *Laughs* Well, darn, I’m sorry to have missed such a lovely evening! :)