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September 26, 2002

Drought Ends

And not just because of Isidore. No, it's my own personal slow period, ending with not one but two rejections in the mail, one from On Spec at 101 days, the other from Strange Horizons at 17 days. Both said nice things, but in the end, they both passed. The SH story I have sent to 19 markets total; I have officially run out of future locations, until further notice. Into the drawer it goes.

In non-writing news, the furniture is trickling in. Got the end tables this past Saturday, the armoire came today, and Saturday our tv should show up. I'm very pleased. This has also been a long week at work, as I had to perform no less than six, count 'em, six bibliographic instruction sessions (or BIs, as library folk call 'em) in the last four days. They're tiring at best (two a day is worse), and make me nervous as well (I hate being the focus of attention for large groups of people). Librarians are not an outgoing species, if you hadn't noticed. Happily, I now seem to be done with them for a couple weeks at least.

Recently read: Not Without Sorcery, an old Theodore Sturgeon collection I had lying aboot the place.

September 22, 2002

Consume

Been a while since I've written anything here. That happens, especially when the Editors of the World don't see fit to send my stuff back. No returns, no posts. You know the drill. Still things proceed apace. We've (Lisa and I) just bought some new furniture for the family room: sofa, loveseat, end tables, bookshelf, entertainment armoire, and, come Monday, tv set. Most of it isn't here yet, of course. We await the pleasure of the various Gods of Delivery. But when it does come, I anticipate a flurry of redistribution: furniture in the family room will be shuffled to the living room or the bedroom, which will cause more furniture to go elsewhere in an endless game of trickle-down. On one hand, I'm pleased at the new stuff (still too many empty rooms in here). On the other hand, I don't particularly feel like carting it up or down the stairs. Sigh.

There's little else to report. I swear it is so. Well, ok: this weekend we had dinner guests two nights in a row. The first were friends from grad school, the second my parents and my brother, celebrating their soon-to-be birthdays. Nice having people over. We should do it more often.

Recent reads: Hey, there've been a few. The first Thieves' World anthology, in a blast from the past and the new Jonathan Carroll novel White Apples (at least, I think that was the title. It's upstairs on my bedside table and I don't feel like going up to check right now. Lazy, lazy me).

September 12, 2002

Caloo Calay!

Lisa's home! Whoo!

September 09, 2002

Zoetrope Nope

Zoetrope has the heaviest rejections I've seen; they print 'em on some cardstock that makes them feel more like postcards. Got one from them today at 115 days, with a nice little encouraging remark handwritten on it, just like Realms did.

Oh, and guess what I found this afternoon in the back of my car? My brother's DVD remote control. Must have fallen out of the box during the move. Now I've got to drive back down there. I wouldn't mind so much if it wasn't a hour and a half drive both ways. Grumble grumble. To make myself feel better I bought the Simpsons Complete Second Season, on DVD. I need it! I want it! I have to have it!

(And so I do. God bless instant gratification.)

September 06, 2002

Realms Of Blue

At 60 days, the blue form from Realms of Fantasy, but with a short encouraging personal note written on it. Hmm. Perhaps they're out of yellow.

Well, Lisa is indeed going to the conference at Planet Mouse, so I'll be left to my own devices while she's away. And I? I'm helping my brother move to Macon this weekend. What fun for him (he got transferred. Whataya gonna do?). After that, I expect to spend a lot of time sitting about, breathing in and out. Oh, calm down. I'm sure I'll do other things: generate heat and waste products, photosynthesize. The usual.

September 02, 2002

800 Miles Later

Well, we're back. We spent Friday driving to scenic Olive Branch, Mississippi, a stone's throw from Memphis, to visit with Lisa's relatives out there under more pleasant circumstances (Remember last October? Of course you do). Had a fine time, eating, chatting, a little sightseeing and the like. Had a fine time. By the way, if you're ever in Memphis and are in need of a decent hamburger, go to The Blue Monkey on Madison Avenue. The fact that I am related to part of the management is a mere detail. Returned to find a personal rejection from Weird Tales, a long delayed book from the NAW's only Toby, and several sleepy cats ("Oh, you're back. Were you gone?") who looked only mildly suspicious.

And how did you spend your weekend?