When I spend All Day at the Office & then come home late, the housecats are Seriously Affectionate, each in their own way.... For Boomer, that involves trying to eat my hair and head-butting. Oaf. But it makes me wonder why cats and horses seem to think eating hair (not grooming, EATING) is a sign of affection. Should I be switching shampoo?
After several days among people, and a convention looming, and more interaction on the month's horizon, I am starting to develop that Introvert's Twitch, the one that says "I like you a lot but please stand over there and don't talk to me?" There are several friends who have perfected that art: alas, most of them are Not in NYC.
Due to scheduling issues (not mine) I'm juggling four different major projects this week. Two is optimal, three is manageable, four makes me cranky. The smaller projects are huddled in the corner, waiting their turn. Apologies to anyone waiting on one of those smaller/non-time-sensitive things...
My brain is utterly in mystery mode right now, not fantasy. Good, because I'm writing a mystery. Bad, because I'm also revising a fantasy.
Writing mysteries is actually both weirder and calmer for me: there's less fannish connection, less chatter in my daily life, so I'm not distracted from the Story by the Community. This is partially because I was a reader rather than a Fan of mysteries and so not hooked into that community the same way, and partially because there seems to be less online "noise" for mysteries the way there is F/SF. Pluses and minuses to both.
and now I have to go away and juggle some more. Feel free to use this thread to ask me anything. I reserve the right not to answer (or to lie like a rug if provoked/inspired) but I'll try to get to all questions...
- Five Thinky-Things Make a Post, and Open Thread (aka an AMA)