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Mar 2 06: infodump
- I am alive, thank you. It was touch-and-go there for a while, but it’s true. Was there a day last month on which both Paul and I were healthy at the same time? I think not. Adios, February. You sucked.
- I have nearly managed to bolt an actual plot to the charred hull of “Albedo.” I think she will fly much more true once it’s installed. We’ll see, I guess. Those of you who were so foolish as to beta-read the v1.0 draft will receive copies of the v2.0 draft, which you may read or ignore as you please. This will serve as your only warning. (Anybody else who feels like giving it a whirl is also welcome, of course.)
- Once I get “Albedo” out of my system, I’m moving directly on to the novel, which currently lives under the name of Mojo City. MC suffers from no shortage whatsoever of plot, so that’s a relief at least. Given the magnitude of the undertaking, my excitement for it is kind of bewildering, but I’ll take it.
- Big_girl has agreed to talk to me about la regla lucumí and her Abuela, persuant to the book. I am hugely excited about this.
- I have less than two weeks left of the job. Barely over one week, actually. (Although: if you’re going to close down a division, why on Earth do you choose to make people’s last day on the job a Monday? It just seems so perverse…) At any rate, I’ve started to put together something approximating a plan. I think I’m going to freelance for the summer—I’ve got offers of ‘all the freelance work I can handle,’ huzzah—and then search for a staff position in earnest starting late August. This way I can take time off for the Gay Games (Chicago in July), a clan-reunion beach trip (later July), a brief retreat for Paul’s 40th (early August), and suchlike.. I figure doing so would be much tougher if I were starting a new gig. The new job will be in a different field. I am done with educational publishing. No, really. I mean it this time.
- Of course, the plan may get changed radically if, for instance, we get evicted this summer. We just received our copy of a document our landlords have filed with the city. Apparently they’d like to kick out the tenants so they may do a gut renovation of our building; when the reno is finished, it will have been transformed into a set of high-priced condominiums. Eviction would certainly be inconvenient. On the other hand, if we’re reading the relevant laws correctly (more on that in a few days), we are automatically awarded a cash bonus should this come to pass. A potentially big one. So.
- Boskone was fun. Met many people I had only known via the net; drank some mind-bending hooch; sat in on much writerly discussion. It also reminded me that I have a bunch of stories—well, okay, three or four—just sitting around, waiting to be sent out into the Big World. Must attend to them.
- We are going to a genuine legally meaningful gay wedding in Oxford, UK on April 1. We will be there to represent the Americas as we toast the recognition of a twenty-year relationship between two utterly delightful gentlemen. Can’t wait.
- The prolonged illness (as detailed in #1, q.v.) prevented any sort of exercise. I am now deeply out of shape, and my shoulder has gotten all cranky again. It hurts to open doors and wash my hands again. Grrr.
- That is all. Stay tuned for further utterly fascinating bulletins.