Five Things Make a Day. Or maybe Six.
May. 11th, 2011 10:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lagilman1. The copyedit from hell is done. Okay, I still have to go over it again, to make sure I caught everything, and my stets and corrections are readable, but it's done. On deadline. And nobody died.
2. The page proofs are done. Yay. Yes, the copyedits for Book 3 arrived at the same time as the proofs for the reprint of book 2. Due back on the same day. Another item for the "why writers drink" list.
3. My one outstanding story submission came back with the dread "good, but not what we're looking for." Argh. I will never find a home for this story. But good-but-no is better than crap-hell-no. Right?
4. Due to various conversations occurring today while my brain was susceptible, I will apparently be writing a picture book featuring Spymaster the Turtle, & a skinless zombie squirrel named Frank. Any illustrators out there want to volunteer for the insanity?
5. I have celebrated today's achievements by clearing out my in-box. No, my 'real' in-box. The paper one. Everything's filed. Everything. Which means that tomorrow, more crap will land in my mailbox. Or I will die. One or the other.
6. It has been determined that the currently-predicted Rapture will occur, assuming it occurs, at 6pm Eastern on May 21st. At which time, much of the English-speaking skiffy world will be at the pre-awards cocktail hour at the Nebulas. I have proposed Rapture Bingo; first person to get five Raptured SF writers in a row.....
What? It could happen!
Okay, no, it probably couldn't.
Tomorrow, dear universe, I get to go back to writing. And editing (on someone else, rather than being edited myself). This? Should make my temper much smoother. Yay.
2. The page proofs are done. Yay. Yes, the copyedits for Book 3 arrived at the same time as the proofs for the reprint of book 2. Due back on the same day. Another item for the "why writers drink" list.
3. My one outstanding story submission came back with the dread "good, but not what we're looking for." Argh. I will never find a home for this story. But good-but-no is better than crap-hell-no. Right?
4. Due to various conversations occurring today while my brain was susceptible, I will apparently be writing a picture book featuring Spymaster the Turtle, & a skinless zombie squirrel named Frank. Any illustrators out there want to volunteer for the insanity?
5. I have celebrated today's achievements by clearing out my in-box. No, my 'real' in-box. The paper one. Everything's filed. Everything. Which means that tomorrow, more crap will land in my mailbox. Or I will die. One or the other.
6. It has been determined that the currently-predicted Rapture will occur, assuming it occurs, at 6pm Eastern on May 21st. At which time, much of the English-speaking skiffy world will be at the pre-awards cocktail hour at the Nebulas. I have proposed Rapture Bingo; first person to get five Raptured SF writers in a row.....
What? It could happen!
Okay, no, it probably couldn't.
Tomorrow, dear universe, I get to go back to writing. And editing (on someone else, rather than being edited myself). This? Should make my temper much smoother. Yay.
