Aw fuck, I ate my weekend.
I have to get a book proofread by Tuesday. I have to work on ANOTHER book to copy-edit by the middle of September, but as the managing editor put it, "Seven different stories by seven different authors, so seven sets of bad habits!" Yay, excited like whoah.
I WANT to get my OWN stuff proofread so I can figure out where to send it. Am debating between "When" and "Elves" for Interzone, but I can't actually track down a copy of Interzone to find out which would be better - Elves might be more obviously scifish, though they're both pretty fantasy, but I think that When is the better piece because yeah, I'm all fucked up and shit. And I want to write some more stuff this weekend.
I have that reunion to go to, for which I'd like to achieve a shirt tonight - I have two more stops on my list before I scream "Fuck it" at the top of my lungs and wear a garbage sack. And I'm not even sure I'm GOING. Also, because it turns out that I'm not as over high school as I thought I was, I have to get my ears pierced again tonight. Yay.
And I'm working on Monday. Oh, yeah, and going drinking with McArcus on Sunday. Does anyone else see the problem here? HOPEFULLY it will be slow and I can just write, but I don't do so well trying to write with an internet capable computer anywhere in the vicinity.
AND, last but not nearly least, I have shit to plot for specific mags that I want to submit to. But once THAT'S done, I've got to write it! Yay! Can I just plug a computer into my head and dictate to it???
So, basically, I have tomorrow prior to five pm, probably nothing of Saturday, Sunday prior to eight pm, and nothing of Monday to do a whole bunch of shit in.
What happened to nothing?
Oh, yeah, and I have fucking 9th edition incrementals on my desk now. This is on top of being the only person evidently interested in actually proofing, but since everything in is book covers, it's fast.
Still waiting for that Nick Stahl/Norman Reedus/Angelina Jolie orgy in my apartment. Cause for that, I'd miss an entire weekend. Oh yes I would. And so would you.
Barring that, I might dye my hair purple this weekend. FOR NO REASON AT ALL. *shifty eyes*
*emails supervisor*
I have to get a book proofread by Tuesday. I have to work on ANOTHER book to copy-edit by the middle of September, but as the managing editor put it, "Seven different stories by seven different authors, so seven sets of bad habits!" Yay, excited like whoah.
I WANT to get my OWN stuff proofread so I can figure out where to send it. Am debating between "When" and "Elves" for Interzone, but I can't actually track down a copy of Interzone to find out which would be better - Elves might be more obviously scifish, though they're both pretty fantasy, but I think that When is the better piece because yeah, I'm all fucked up and shit. And I want to write some more stuff this weekend.
I have that reunion to go to, for which I'd like to achieve a shirt tonight - I have two more stops on my list before I scream "Fuck it" at the top of my lungs and wear a garbage sack. And I'm not even sure I'm GOING. Also, because it turns out that I'm not as over high school as I thought I was, I have to get my ears pierced again tonight. Yay.
And I'm working on Monday. Oh, yeah, and going drinking with McArcus on Sunday. Does anyone else see the problem here? HOPEFULLY it will be slow and I can just write, but I don't do so well trying to write with an internet capable computer anywhere in the vicinity.
AND, last but not nearly least, I have shit to plot for specific mags that I want to submit to. But once THAT'S done, I've got to write it! Yay! Can I just plug a computer into my head and dictate to it???
So, basically, I have tomorrow prior to five pm, probably nothing of Saturday, Sunday prior to eight pm, and nothing of Monday to do a whole bunch of shit in.
What happened to nothing?
Oh, yeah, and I have fucking 9th edition incrementals on my desk now. This is on top of being the only person evidently interested in actually proofing, but since everything in is book covers, it's fast.
Still waiting for that Nick Stahl/Norman Reedus/Angelina Jolie orgy in my apartment. Cause for that, I'd miss an entire weekend. Oh yes I would. And so would you.
Barring that, I might dye my hair purple this weekend. FOR NO REASON AT ALL. *shifty eyes*
*emails supervisor*
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You should be able to order an online copy of Interzone through ttapress.com.
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This is the reason why I avoid "friends" reunited and any kind of of reunion thing. It is becoming increasingly apparent to me that there are certain elements of my secondary education which I am unlikely to ever get over, and I will just have to live with that.
I find it difficult to imagine that anyone else who attended your high school is as splendid and interesting as you are.
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