Somewhere along the line Ted and I developed enough opinions about P-Con that this year we ended up on the committee to help run it. In fact, apparently I ended up the Co-Chair on the committee, which I discovered on Saturday morning when Pádraig introduced me as such. :) This year’s P-Con was the first run in association with the Irish Writers’ Centre, where the con was held. We had NO IDEA how that was going to be recieved, because normally cons are held at hotels and normally there’s a…
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speaking of crowdfunding…
I’m up for a crowdfunding award this year, for “No Dominion”. My lovely patrons said it was okay for me to post one of the short stories I’ve written as proof of fiction committed for “No Dominion”, so “Forgotten But By A Few is” available here, and the first couple chapters of URBAN SHAMAN, from Gary’s point of view, are here. The voting page is located here. I’ve been nominated a few years running now, and, well, I’d really kinda like to win, actually, so if the spirit moves you,…
so. tired.
I went out for tapas with YA author Sarah Rees Brennan last night, which was enormously fun. Hanging out with Sarah usually is. She tells stories exactly the same way she writes in her blog, and it’s very very funny, even when she’s talking about awful things. Or possibly especially when she’s talking about awful things. :) Anyway, we ordered one of everything on the menu (not really, but only because after we’d ordered six items the waiter said, “That’s enough, ladies. That’s a lot of food,” to which we…
is LJ dead?
Is Livejournal dead? Are we all using Tumblr and Twitter (and for me, to an increasingly lesser degree, Facebook) these days? I don’t ask because of this article (touting LJ’s return; hat-tip to Charlie for the link), but because man, it’s *really* seemed quiet the past few months, and only seems to be growing increasingly so. And of course it’s not any skin off my nose to keep cross-posting, but boy, there’s a lot of whistling in the wind going on. Of course, a Saturday afternoon/evening is probably not the…
I love my life.
I love my life. I love that this picture: –oh wait, it has a coise woid on it. I’ll put it behind the cut–