*helpless giggles* I just found a note from Deirdre in which she mis-spelled her own name. There is an arrow pointing to the error, and written below the arrow it says, “damn”. *helpless laughter* Accomplished thus far today: uhm. Not a lot. Blueberry pancakes for breakfast, compliments of Ted, thence shopping and discussion of how to build a new bookcase so we could rearrange the living room and make it look more open, thence home-coming where I finished (reading) a book, thence filling out PFD paperwork, thence trying to find…
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!!! I finaled in the Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers’ contest again! This time with RIGHT ANGLES TO FAERYLAND! I’m all surprised! Wow! COOL! Of course, I can’t go to the conference this year, ’cause it’s the weekend of Laura’s wedding, but cool anyway! Eee! And argh! And eee! And wow! And stuff like that! Eee! Damn. I do wish I could go, because Angles is YA, and there are agents who’ll be there who rep YA, and so far as I can tell, it’s near impossible to break into the…
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Sent a submission off to Fantasy Flight Games to see if they want to hire me to write a novel or some novels for one of their gaming world lines. That would be cool. That’s about the only interesting thing today. :)
dwan’s fault
This is ‘s fault. Find out which Xena girl you are.
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Oh! Oh! We went to Freaky Friday last night! It was great! It made me laugh and laugh and laugh. Everybody should go see it! *beam* Then we came home and watched more Stargate and I made some cookies. I’d only seen about two season 1 Stargate episodes, but there’ve been a whole rash of them in season 2 that I’ve seen, about eight in a row now. V. strange. Shaun said, all hopefully, “When’s season 3 coming out?” and I said, “It’s already out, but if we get it…