Phoenix or Bust!

Posted on | 3 days, 2 hours ago, in the early afternoon | No Comments

Tomorrow morning, bright and early, I’m heading out for Phoenix Comic Con! And though the trip itself will be long and boring, the weekend promises to be a blast. So come out and see me! Here’s my schedule.

Also, here’s my Twitter feed. I link it here, because the odds are very high that I won’t be doing any blogging – just snapping selfies and other assorted shenanigans, and uploading it all for your amusement.

So! Tune in, show up, be amused. That’s my suggestion.
And for now … I’m outta here!

[:: zoosh ::]

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Nonsense has a welcome ring

Posted on | 4 days, 1 hour ago, mid-afternoon | 1 Comment

No word metrics today. I slept badly and woke up late, ending up with just barely enough time to walk the dog before spending the middle of the day getting my hair done. Then I came home and did some housework, took a short nap, managed some email and some business stuff, and made a phone call about getting more work done on the house.

Long story short, when all the extra layers of shingles were pulled away for the roof work, rotting trim and siding were revealed around the attic windows. No water is getting inside or anything, and really, it’s to be expected; the house is over a hundred years old, and this looks like original material. It wasn’t managed well over the years, and it should’ve been removed/restored with the rest of the exterior restoration before we moved in, but I will save that rant.

I resolve instead to quit being aggravated at the half-ass repairs and dumbass remodeling performed on this place over the years, and instead I shall be pleased that THIS MUCH, at least, will be done correctly – and by professionals this time, goddammit.

Anyway. Dude will be here tomorrow to give us a quote. Let’s knock this out while we can afford to, and then not worry about it anymore – that’s what I say.

In other news, this afternoon a freaked-out skittering noise gave me a heart attack, for it was coming from our living room fireplace. At first I figured, “Squirrel.” Then maybe, when I thought I heard feathers … “Baby bird.” We have had chimney swifts in the past, and ’tis the season, eh? Maybe some tiny not-quite-a-fledgling fell from a nest.

I summoned the husband. We conferred. We booted the dog out into the back yard, made sure the cat was secure in the back room, found a stray pillowcase, and counted to three before removing the cast-iron summer cover.

At first we saw nothing but darkness and old soot. Then a pair of small, panicky eyes looked up from the gloom beneath the old coal basket.* I almost had time to get, “Awwwww!” out of my mouth, but then the tiny jerk made a beeline for my forehead.

It was indeed a chimney swift. Juvenile, and fledged – barely. Freaked out of its wee birdie mind. It bypassed the pillowcase entirely and bolted for the nearest window, where it left a sooty bird-print. Unharmed and undaunted, it set off around the house, leaving bird-prints all over the ceiling and walls until we finally managed to get the front door open and usher it back outside.

Godspeed, you fluffy little bastard.

(Last I saw, it was sitting on roof across the street, so I choose to believe that all is well, and our brief guest will live happily ever after.)

And that’s all I’ve got today.

Tomorrow: Laundry, packing, printing up useful documents and instructions, and running last-minute errands. (I mean, in addition to the construction dude’s visit.) I’ll be gone from Thursday morning to Monday evening, and while I’m there you can find me at the following locations and times.

All the usual rules apply – come up and introduce yourself, say hello, hand me stuff to sign … I’m happy to be of service! Just as long as I’m not eating, drinking, or in the bathroom. If you catch me running to or from a panel, you may have to run alongside me – but you’re welcome to do so.

And now. Deep breath. Maybe a drink. Must settle in and let my heart calm down from the Surprise! baby bird incident. Good evening, everyone. Thanks for reading, and be well.


* It’s a very narrow, long chimney – a set-up for burning coal, not wood. An adult bird might be able to navigate back out again, but not a baby.

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I may be mad I may be blind I may be viciously unkind

Posted on | 5 days, 5 hours ago, just before lunchtime | No Comments

Here’s recent progress on my fin de siecle gothic epistolary about Lizzie Borden fighting Cthulhu with her trusty axe, now with Bonus! ghosts, guilt, arcane science, and an accidental villain who’s losing his mind and his humanity in tandem:


    Project: Maplecroft
    Deadline: October 15, 2013
    New words written: 4648 (multi-day total)
    Present total word count: 103,343 words



    Things accomplished in fiction: Probably best if I leave off with these, at this point. Even the vague stuff could point to spoilers.

    Next up: More cryptic shenanigans.

    Things accomplished in real life: Daily jaunts around the neighborhood with the dog; did some pre-travel shopping; went to an anti-fracking fundraising concert at Rhythm and Brews; went to a friend’s birthday party at the Honest Pint; left the birthday party with a bruised up butt and back from the wood stools and the banister I leaned against all evening; returned a loose dog to its owner (for the second time – same dog); got caught in two thunderstorms and spent most of Sunday soaking wet but not in a good way.

    Other: If you haven’t checked out The Button Man and the Murder Tree at Tor.com, what are you waiting for?

    Bonus! other: This coming weekend I’ll be at Phoenix Comic Con! And I, for one, cannot wait – but I also (probably) will not be able to wrap up a draft of Maplecroft before that occurs. I wanted to, but…I suspect that’s not in the cards. That’s okay. I have plenty of time, and when I get back … THAT WEEK. That week I shall cough up the Draft Zero I so dearly want. I bet.

    Number of fiction words so far this year: 99,169

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