Right, so…it’s been a bit since I posted, but I did warn you that it might go that way. In brief, as soon as I left town for ConGlomeration the edits for The Family Plot landed in my inbox – so that’s been eating up most of my attention since my return. Well, that, and unpacking/housekeeping/laundry/catching up on all the crap that’s piled up while I was out of town for nearly a week.
You know how it goes.
ConGlomeration was an easy event for me, because I got to stop at my dad and stepmom’s place both on the way there – and on the way back. Bookend highlights include party-time with the ‘rents and their Great Danes; highlights of the event itself included party-time with the Apex Magazine crew – notably editor (and old friend) Jason Sizemore, and author Maurice Broaddus, who is everything awesome that I always imagined he’d be – and then some … plus party-time with new friends Jenna Busch and her sister, Christy.
We um…we may have closed down the bar a couple of times.
Look, these things happen.
In other news, here are a couple of dogs who very badly need to have that leftover gravy poured over their kibble, thanks. If you could be so kind.
On the way home, I caught up on my missing Night Vale episodes and tried to keep my car from exploding – for the “service engine light” and some real funky noises started up as I was leaving the hotel. So to speak. I limped it back to Dad’s place and we ran the codes at Auto Zone; it looks like I’ve got a bad ignition coil (maybe) and some spark plug problems (probably) … but with a little fiddling, I made it home unscathed. Still the car needs servicing – not that I have the time to spare for it. (And my husband has even less time than I do. One way or another, though. We’ll get around to it.)
Anyway, everything in Tennessee was just as I’d left it.
Oh yeah, I also went and got that CT scan of my head, so we can maybe find out what the deal is with my sinuses and ears. Long story short, I have a lifetime of allergy and sinus problems, and for the last couple of months my right ear (and sometimes my left, too) is refusing to pop for days at a time. I run around sounding (to myself, when I talk) like I’m underwater – and it’s been driving me crazy. The cause could be any number of things, but a CT scan will narrow those causes down.
I don’t have the results yet, but I’ve got a followup scheduled with the ENT for early next month. So I guess I’ll get a better idea of what’s going on at that time. I hope.
I don’t have any pictures of my sinuses to share, and that’s just as well. Here. Have a shot of Greyson instead.
In other news, I will try to wrap up these edits before tomorrow night, and slide them onto my editor’s desk first thing Monday morning – and then I will get to work on my next project (a piece for one of the upcoming Wild Cards books). I still have that project, and the YA rewrites, and a finished draft of The Toll to cough up before autumn rolls around, and summer is never as long as you think it is … so I’d better get back to work.
So in closing … thanks for reading, everyone.
P.S: Dog party.