Catching up
Nov. 4th, 2003 10:28 amHappy birthday
isabeau! May your day be filled with your favorite people and things!
Nano progresses. I'm still catching up with other stuff after the con. Thanks to the laptop and library staying open late on weekdays, I was able to disappear last night to write, hiding in a corner behind nonfiction. After writing in cafes, the library is so utterly quiet. It was strangely unnerving. I might actually have gotten more done if I had moved over the right file. *sigh* Hence the reason I don't like relying on disks.
WFC mini report: Books. More books. Heavy load of books killing the shoulder. Chatting with Ellen Kushner in the dealer's room. Lovely reading by Delia Sherman. Being put on the spot by MaryAnn Harris, Charles de Lint's wife, in the music concert about working on the laptop. Mixing up Cherokee and Cheyenne when complimenting Charles de Lint's tribute to Terri Windling. Never going to hear "Zip-a-dee-do-dah" quite the same way again. Putting names and faces to authors I knew and discovering some new ones. Listening to Brenda Clough and friends chatter over yarn and knitting and crafty stuff. Discovering that Mindy Klasky lives almost around the corner from me.
More when I can be coherent.
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Nano progresses. I'm still catching up with other stuff after the con. Thanks to the laptop and library staying open late on weekdays, I was able to disappear last night to write, hiding in a corner behind nonfiction. After writing in cafes, the library is so utterly quiet. It was strangely unnerving. I might actually have gotten more done if I had moved over the right file. *sigh* Hence the reason I don't like relying on disks.
WFC mini report: Books. More books. Heavy load of books killing the shoulder. Chatting with Ellen Kushner in the dealer's room. Lovely reading by Delia Sherman. Being put on the spot by MaryAnn Harris, Charles de Lint's wife, in the music concert about working on the laptop. Mixing up Cherokee and Cheyenne when complimenting Charles de Lint's tribute to Terri Windling. Never going to hear "Zip-a-dee-do-dah" quite the same way again. Putting names and faces to authors I knew and discovering some new ones. Listening to Brenda Clough and friends chatter over yarn and knitting and crafty stuff. Discovering that Mindy Klasky lives almost around the corner from me.
More when I can be coherent.