Borderlands gig! Today!
Jun. 18th, 2011 09:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceI really am poor at this self-promotion thing. I keep forgetting to tell people stuff.
We're doing a launch event for Desdaemona at Borderlands in San Francisco, today at 3pm. And when I saw "we", I mean me and Seanan McGuire. It'll be a blast, and if you're anywhere in striking distance of SF you should definitely come.
In other news, I have been writing - or at least trying to write - a novel ever since I came to California. A page here, two pages there: it's been like dragging a resistant Sisyphus up a hill.
This morning? I have written three pages already, and finally feel like I've got the thing moving. Stuff is starting to happen.
Um, just in time for me to set it aside for a while. I have a gig today, I have Karen at home, next week we're going to see her mother in Pocatello, Idaho - and I have the copy-edit of House of Doors, urgently needing me to go through it and stet all my precious colons. It never thingies but it wossnames, y'know?
[Talking of which, apparently the phrase "swings and roundabouts" means nothing in America. Even after we'd established what swings and roundabouts actually were, even after I'd recited the whole apophthegm, my own American just looked blankly at me. I felt whole ice-continents of cultural impact sheeting away, leaving nothing but the bare-bone rock of words...]
We're doing a launch event for Desdaemona at Borderlands in San Francisco, today at 3pm. And when I saw "we", I mean me and Seanan McGuire. It'll be a blast, and if you're anywhere in striking distance of SF you should definitely come.
In other news, I have been writing - or at least trying to write - a novel ever since I came to California. A page here, two pages there: it's been like dragging a resistant Sisyphus up a hill.
This morning? I have written three pages already, and finally feel like I've got the thing moving. Stuff is starting to happen.
Um, just in time for me to set it aside for a while. I have a gig today, I have Karen at home, next week we're going to see her mother in Pocatello, Idaho - and I have the copy-edit of House of Doors, urgently needing me to go through it and stet all my precious colons. It never thingies but it wossnames, y'know?
[Talking of which, apparently the phrase "swings and roundabouts" means nothing in America. Even after we'd established what swings and roundabouts actually were, even after I'd recited the whole apophthegm, my own American just looked blankly at me. I felt whole ice-continents of cultural impact sheeting away, leaving nothing but the bare-bone rock of words...]