…them mice can bust some broncs!
As predicted, yesterday evening I passed the 50% mark on my Pro Writing Job. At my current less than totally dedicated pace, I’ll be done with this puppy by the middle of next week. Add in another day or two for literary polishing and it’s off to El Editor on the 22nd. Then I can turn my attentions to the Kingdom Building Game Version 2.0 and the fiction project a friend and I are taking our own sweet time starting. And then there’s maybe a few A&E zines to write…and comic strip scripts to write (no, really Uncle Lumpy)…and maybe a sequel to the Pro Writing Job. Hoo boy, am I a writing fool or what?
In the gardening arena, there is always much to do. Next month will be planting time for the fall spinach crop. Might plant a bit of lettuce, too. I’ll definitely be planting 6-8 types of garlic for harvesting next June/July. Most other cold season crops are lost on Grace and I, since we don’t eat them. I may plant some assorted berry vines. My mom has plenty of red raspberry vines to share and I’d like some blackberries, too. Still on the fence about blueberries, altho I’m told there are some varieties that do well here. Of course, all of this berry madness will be dependent upon me finishing the terraced hillside in this century:)
Called my good friend Spike Y Jones last night and got a report on this years Origins. Apparently, GAMA is not only trying to make the Origins Awards fade away to nothingness, but they are also continuing their long history of clusterfucks when it comes to running the convention. And then they wonder why people aren’t renewing memberships. Can you say clueless?
Ok, time for me to be off to earn some simoleons. More bloggishness later.