It’s the eye of the hurricane! I’ve finished the final draft of PCH Roadkill (many thanks, lovely readers), wrapped up some short story work, and still have a bit of time before the next volume for Dark Age ramps up. Fear not, August is looking like another whirlwind of activity. But, for now, I’m taking some time to decompress. And why not revisit my childhood with an adult coloring book? Whether this activity actually relieves stress or not, I have no idea. But I’ll let you know.
About that August. Mine actually begins on July 30th, when I head to New York City for the Writers Digest Conference. I’ll be participating in the agent Pitch Slam as well as the panels, so wish me luck. Boondoggles around Manhattan (and possibly Brooklyn and New Jersey) will happen with writer friends, so I’m very much looking forward to that.
Less than two weeks later I’ll be heading to Spokane for Sasquan, aka Worldcon 2015. Yes, *that* con, the one that’s been hijacked by sad, rabid and generally disdainful puppies. Many electrons have been expended over this topic, including embarrassing coverage in the mainstream. I don’t have a lot to add to the exhaustive comments already circulating. Suffice it to say I voted 100% non-slate, including “No Award” when necessary, because slates suck. It was an easy decision, because this was the sorriest voter’s packet in recent memory– aside from some non-puppy nominees. I’m not looking forward to the awards, but I am looking forward to reconnecting with friends. Hey, that’s what community is about.
So that’s a good chunk of August away from home. Meanwhile, I’ll get to colorin’.