The Noise of Endless Wars: Cranked out a couple of pages on chapter 11 this morning. It was less than a thousand words, but still more than I'd done in a single sitting in months—especially impressive given current brainspace [see below]. I'm actually seeing the shape of the chapter as a whole, which is more than I could say prior to today (which is a big chunk of why it's been like extracting molars lately). We'll see how this goes.
Con Game: The Sci-Fi Convention Card Game: Rough draft is, shockingly, done. (It seems I underestimated the power of job-related boredom for getting Things That Aren't Work done at the office. Silly me.) I still need to tweak a few of the cards, but it's basically playable; what I need to determine now is if it's any fun. Sadly, I suspect the answer is "no," but I'll run it through some alpha testing and see what's what.
Puzzles in general: Sold one to Games this week. Need to get off my duff and send them more—they've been incredibly supportive over the years, and it would be foolish of me to let that slide.
Music: I got in touch with
octoberland about possibly doing a filk set at Pi-Con in August, and apparently there's some support behind this. I just need to send off an e-mail to the proper parties and see if we can hammer something out. I'm currently equal parts of "Squee!" and "Holy flaming bugnuts, what am I doing?" Also, my brain spontaneously disgorged the single best line I've written in several years, which is probably completely unusable. C'est la guerre.
Personal health: Here, sadly, I fail.
rafaela was laid up this morning with a case of the Encroaching Mongolian Misery Crud, and it would appear that it's knocking at my skull now and asking permission to enter, the denial of which will not stop it. Bleagh.
Spirit: Blessed Imbolc, all! (Or Happy Groundhog Day, depending. It's all good.) I didn't remember that this holiday is all about creation until I started writing this post. Go, subconscious, go!
Con Game: The Sci-Fi Convention Card Game: Rough draft is, shockingly, done. (It seems I underestimated the power of job-related boredom for getting Things That Aren't Work done at the office. Silly me.) I still need to tweak a few of the cards, but it's basically playable; what I need to determine now is if it's any fun. Sadly, I suspect the answer is "no," but I'll run it through some alpha testing and see what's what.
Puzzles in general: Sold one to Games this week. Need to get off my duff and send them more—they've been incredibly supportive over the years, and it would be foolish of me to let that slide.
Music: I got in touch with
Personal health: Here, sadly, I fail.
Spirit: Blessed Imbolc, all! (Or Happy Groundhog Day, depending. It's all good.) I didn't remember that this holiday is all about creation until I started writing this post. Go, subconscious, go!
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Date: 2010-02-03 01:34 am (UTC)And blessed Imbolc back at you. :)
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Date: 2010-02-03 03:03 am (UTC)*hugs upon hugs*
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Date: 2010-02-03 02:58 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-02-03 03:04 am (UTC)