I am really loving life these last few days. Still sick, but things are clicking along all tracks... And I'm on them.
Mind you, I couldn't figure out how to format the last post so it fucking fit in the damn spot. Also, it's been raining so much I haven't been able to ride back and forth to work, cutting into my zen time.
But then, you can't have everything, all the time, can you?
But wait, you can, when it comes in a BAG O SCHWAG!
I finally picked up my bag o'schwag from World Fantasy Con. I had left it at Borderlands Books with one of the fine folks who work there. Yes, I left it there for nearly two months! There was a method to my madness, though. I had to study, write and generally handle business in the meantime. Self-flagellating reading of other people's good stuff would have been an evil burden to bear while trying to get all my tasks accomplished...
Now, however, the exam is done and the plot-jam broken!
The bag o schwag calleth and creatith scrivening interruptis