Yeah, never want to do that again.
So I'll be taking another quiet workday on the sofa with laptop and tea, rather than giving in to the impulse to run all the errands, etc.
All the chore-things (and fun-things) that need doing will still need doing on Wednesday, and be none the worse for the wait. And enforced focus on work (aka the sofa-tether) means I'm going to hit ahead of deadline on the current project. So yay?
Being home sick means I get to see a full day of catjinks. My conclusion: both my cats are mildly hypeactive dorks.
Just now: CatofSize gets off the sofa where we've been sitting, and walks slowly over to the Kitten, who has been more or less minding his own business, sprawled on the rug. The Kitten sits up, and stares back. I'm watching, wondering who is going to be the first to thwap.
This holds for about 5 minutes, then they reclaim their original positions.
Part of me wants to dig in and continue to fight, and part of me wants to slip quietly off the grid.
I've accepted, however that the only time I'm good at quietly slipping away is when leaving a party. When it comes to life, I'm pretty much of the dig in and fight variety.
And so, we fight.
How to save the Affordable Care Act (again). Because if we don't speak up, they will
And if you care about the fate of non-salaried workers, call your congresscritter TODAY and speak out against the Working Families Flexibility Act (House: HR 1180; Senate: S 801). They claim it will provide workers with families more flexible schedules, but what it really does is allow employers to avoid overtime pay, and undercut the ability of the DoL to investigate abuses, rolling back decades of essential labor regulation. This may affect you, or your kid, or your cousin, or someone you never met but who is working their ass off to make ends meet, already, and doesn't deserve to have the deck stacked against them even MORE...
But it was a good crowd, and good feedback, and then there was drinking later and a Brilliant Idea hatched over whisky that still seemed like a Brilliant Idea when we woke up the next morning, so call the entire evening a win. :-)
And since then I've been running about doing family things, meeting with my editor, and possibly meeting with my lawyer (nothing bad, don't worry). Mainly, a lot of running about. I'm averaging 5 miles of walking every day. I've missed that about living in NYC....
But now I have to go do a few more hours of work, because as much as I'd like this to be, it's not a vacation....
How goes your weekend?
Meanwhile, before I go:
This month's flash fiction is up at my Patreon! A Market of Peridot and Drizzle
And I blogged about How Not To Promote Your Book
And that's all I got before I gotta get...
Gave the first public reading of "Remembrance" from the anthology "Weird California." It's a ghost story with a side order of wine history. Because of course it is. Halfway through the story I realized I was reading from a production file, and I'd turned off track changes so's not to get hung up on the red marks, and... there were therefore words missing. I plowed through, nonetheless, improvising where I couldn't figure out/remember what 'd written. I don't think the story suffered much (or nobody seemed to mind, anyway).
I gave my last panel of Saturday night a pass (after clearing it with Ops), and came home to spend time with the felines, because I'm off to work this morning (we had queries as to if we'd be open today, so we're open today. As I've said more than once, this is why you have diversity on your retail staff: so nobody has to work on their particular holy days if they don't want to. I'm fine with covering Easter, someone else can handle Yom Kippur).
And on Tuesday I'm off for EnWhySee, where I'll be reading at the Fantastic Fiction series at the KGB Bar, attending a wedding over the weekend, and generally reconnecting briefly with my city (and my mom). Updates as they happen...
Nothing terrible has happened, but everything that did happen was...not as good as it could have been, and probably should have been. Including me.
And I haven't gotten anywhere near the level of Stuff Done I needed to.
I know these things happen. You roll with it, or it rolls over you and crushes you. Choose daily.
I roll with it. But I still feel like I've somehow failed my saving roll for this week.
This weekend is Norwescon, and then I'm off to EnWhyCee for my reading at the KGB Bar, a friend's wedding, and time with my mom. If you happen to see me at any of those points, I might not be as averse to a sympathetic 'there-there' as I normally am.
(by then I'm sure I will have rallied. But the sympathy will still be welcomes)
A year ago, I got a not-unexpected phone call, and - days after having come back from NYC - turned around and went back.
There are endless iterations of Time, and none of them seem to be consistent. A year should not be both so short and so long.
L'maan tizk'ru ("So that you shall remember")
If my boundary stops here
I have daughters to draw new maps of the world
they will draw the lines of my face
they will draw with my gestures my voice
they will speak my words thinking they have invented them
they will invent them
they will invent me
I will be planted again and again
I will wake in the eyes of their children's children
they will speak my words.
(from the Mishkan T'Filah, for the house of mourning)
If it's spring, it must be time to head south - to SeaTac and Norwescon, anyway.
Due to other obligations, I will only be there Friday and Saturday, but they managed to book me up pretty well within those limitations. And if I'm not on a panel, historical precedent suggests I'll be in the bar... stop by and say hi!
Worldbuilding: Coin of the Realm
1:00pm - 2:00pm
Laura Anne Gilman (M), Nancy Kress, Renee Stern, Wendy N. Wagner
Inclusive Voices in Horror
4:00pm - 5:00pm
Crystal Connor (M), Laura Anne Gilman, Julie McGalliard
How to Tackle a Revision
9:00pm - 10:00pm
Laura Anne Gilman (M), Jude-Marie Green, Jak Koke, Andrea Howe
The Fine Art of Description
10:00am - 11:00am
Laura Anne Gilman (M), Renee Stern, Peter Orullian, Tegan Moore, Kay Kenyon
Reading:Laura Anne Gilman
2:30pm - 3:00pm
Autograph Session 2
3:00pm - 4:00pm @ Grand 2
Catska Ench, Cory Ench, Ethan Siegel, Ian McDonald, Marc Gascoigne, Mike Underwood, Nancy Kress, Alexander James Adams, Cat Rambo, Dale Ivan Smith, Erik Scott de Bie, Evan J. Peterson, Jeremy Zimmerman, John (J.A.) Pitts, Jude-Marie Green, Kristi Charish, Laura Anne Gilman, Liz Argall, Django Wexler, Frog Jones, Raven J. Demers, Spencer Ellsworth, Susan R. Matthews, Morgue Anne, Brenda Cooper, Lisa Mantchev, Bella la Blanc, Mark Teppo, Claudia Casper, Susan diRende, Kristy Acevedo
Koffee Klatsch: Laura Anne Gilman
4:00pm - 5:00pm @ Pro Suite
Check your Writer Privilege
9:00pm - 10:00pm
Jason Vanhee (M), J. F. High, Jude-Marie Green, Laura Anne Gilman
But then I started seeing all the people wondering why he waited, what the big deal was, and the "he thought it was a secret?" snark. And I realized I did have some thinks after all.
And they were this: I'm old enough to remember when it was a big deal. When rumors about your sexuality could damage a career, and coming out was the bravest, scariest thing a performer (or a businessperson) could do, And Barry's older than I am, so he was already IN the business when all this was happening: he probably saw it firsthand, at the very time when he was falling in love, coming to terms with who he was falling in love with.
You internalize that shit, same as we internalize all discrimination, are constantly aware of the penalty for being different. And yeah, he's been cautious and closeted because that was what he felt he had to do.
And now - in a time when all the gains we've made over the years to protect those who aren't heteronormative are being threatened, both legally and personally - he chooses to come out. When there is nothing personal for him to gain - but maybe something for some of his fans to think about.
And my thinks are: you go, Barry. Thank you. And a belated congrats on your marriage.
(for those wondering about the title of this post: Manilow started out as a jingle writer. Including the still-famous State Farm ad referenced above. His "very strange medley" is still one my my favorite of his concert bits)
I find that I cannot in clear conscience agree to them. For one, a quick read of the translated terms tells me that Livejournal no longer pretends to adhere to the concept of Freedom of Speech and privacy as (still) practiced in the USA. For those of us who occasionally have Opinions of the political (or gender/sex-related) nature, those protections were what made such posts possible. Under Putin's Russia's laws, those posts would risk more than trolls and flamewars. And there is no guarantee that 'locking' a post would protect it.
Also worrying is the notice that the available (and kinda shitty) translation of the User Agreement" is not a legally binding document." The original User Agreement, which is valid, is located at the following address: http://www.livejournal.com/legal/tos-ru.
Nearly fifteen years of my life's on LJ, and it hurts, but this is one of those "it's not me, it's you" situations.
So if you're reading this at LJ, come join me on Dreamwidth, or at my main blog, or hell, even on Fb, for now. Because the suricattus account is probably going to go away RSN.
I should add, since I've discovered that some people don't know this, that when you make hot cocoa, you don't just pour the liquid into the cocoa (or stir the cocoa into the liquid). That gives you a lumpy mess.
Take a spoonful or three of the liquid, and mix it with the cocoa in your mug or pot until you get a thick paste. THEN you add the rest of the liquid!