the holidays bring out a whole host of issues for me, so I am not doing much of anything this month other than coping with them, despite my desperate need to Finish the Damn Novel. I am two scenes and a whole lot of line edits away from being done; it is desperately frustrating to be so close, but it is what it is.
in other news, I have a story coming out in Strange Horizons in January. that all happened very fast and seemed to come out of left field; sure, I submitted it, but I hadn’t expected it to be accepted, and I’m now quietly freaking out. in both good and bad ways.
the bad ways are always louder in my head.
really, I’m a bit of a mess. thus the radio silence on all fronts.
one of the projects this month was cleaning up my little writey-room, which turned into a massive undertaking (must everything in my life be this way?) involving paint and tearing up carpet and fixing a completely messed-up wall that’s been annoying me since we had the house rewired. nearly done now, but moving all this stuff around has reminded me of a lot of older projects and older loves. I now want to spend a whole week just reading through boxes of trunked writing, re-watching Evangelion, and not talking to anyone. sending my list to Santa as soon as I’m done here.