The edits are off. To my delight, they were really pretty easy to do, coming in at 3.5 pages, which is, I think, the shortest author alteration set I’ve sent back to New York. So that all went pretty well, and it’s done with. Onward! We were supposed to get our stuff this afternoon, but the movers called and the man asked if it’d be okay to deliver it in the morning, as he’d be loading it up at 2pm and it’d take him 3 hours to get out of…
*beam*
*beam* Thanks, everybody who’s responded to my shout-out. I want to sit down and take some time to respond to everybody and say hello and stuff, but right now I’m paying by the minute for internet access and more to the point, I’ve got to go home and edit the entire THUNDERBIRD FALLS manuscript by noon my time tomorrow, so that’s a little more pressing. :) But it’s really cool to hear from people who’ve been lurking and I don’t even know about them! (I didn’t know you were reading…
give me a shout out!
Okay, I’ve been meaning to do this since the beginning of the year, and have done it on my livejournal site, but I want to do it here and for the mizkit_feed. Give me a shout out! Tell me who you are, why you’re reading my blog, how you found me, all that sort of thing, ’cause I know there are people I don’t know out there reading me, and I’m curious. So let me know! :)
dublin update
Gawd in nose-stuffy heaven. I keep trying to explain to this cold that I’m nearly out of cold medicine, so I ought to be nearly out of cold, but it’s not taking. I’ve been forced several times to buy more cold medicine, and I suspect it’s going to happen again. The most annoying thing (in some sense, anyway) is that unlike normal colds where I don’t feel like eating anything for five days, I’ve been starving all the way through this one and so instead of losing weight I think…
AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!
AHAHAHAHAH! I’d been going to spare the flist the sheer spam of another posting today, after that last long comics rant, but I just got email from The Best Agent Ever confirming that I could talk about something that’s been killing me to keep quiet about for the last few weeks. You may remember that back in September I met Betsy Mitchell of Del Rey at the Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers‘ annual conference, Colorado Gold. I pitched HEART OF STONE to her at the time, and the day after I…