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Ever Hopeful

31 day rejection from Fantasy Magazine. And thus endeth the string of sales. C'est la vie.

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After much labor on my part, all the old entries have finally been restored. Yay! The return of my historical record! It's interesting how this journal evolved. It started as a very dry kind of listing of writing developments, modeled after Mary Soon Lee's Mailbox Blues. Then over time it shifted, becoming a lot chattier about my life. I've always been a big believer in not writing down anything you might regret later in court and I think I'm still sticking to that, but it'll be interesting to see what happens next.

It's also interesting to see the markets that fell by the wayside. For example, Pulp Eternity. Whatever happened to them? (Yes, they went under. Not what I meant.) It's also a bit startling to see how long some markets have been rejecting me *cough*F&SF*cough*. But some eventually fell, so I remain ever hopeful.

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Oh, yes: a bon voyage to everyone at WisCon! Have fun, don't hurt yourselves, etc. No Bittercon for me this year. We'll be spending this weekend enjoying our last opportunities to go out unencumbered by baby. Well, unencumbered on my part. Lisa feels pretty darn encumbered right now.

It's getting down to the final days, here. We've passed the 37 week marker, so he's now considered fullterm, and the lad has dropped, an absolute requirement. In short, he could go off at any moment! And since the hot weather's arrived, that's not a moment too soon.

Reading: The Sword of Welleran, by Lord Dunsany. Favorite tale, "The Fortress Unvanquishable, Save For Sacnoth." Right up there with "The Hoard of the Gibbelins" and "The Distressing Tale of Thangobrind the Jeweller." And now The Lost World, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Ah, that Professor Challenger. What a bastard.


Having a kid seems to be like one of those cable company appointments where they tell you to expect them any time between, say, 8AM and 7PM. Only with even less certainty. And no cable. But with kid.

Just like that.

Have a great non-Bittercon weekend!

Oooh....imminent kidling...so exciting!

Have a good weekend!

I'll be thinking of you and Lisa -- especially Lisa! Your lives are about to change so completely.

I'd say it was the biggest shock I ever had: discovering how my happiness was now forever tied to the health and well-being of that little bundle of baby.

Thanks, folks. The cable analogy is particularly apt.