It was a weird weekend, tiring, disjointed and kind of unsatisfactory. I read some stories that left me completely puzzled and unsure whether I knew a good story or not, and a couple very good ones. I started Al Reynolds' Pushing Ice, but set it aside when I realised that I just wasn't ready for it. Instead, Tim emailed me The Strange Adventures of ( Read more... )

Poor livejournal account, sitting here all unused. No way I'm ever going to use it more, because it would require more mental compartmentalisation than I'm currently capable of. If I can, though, I will try to hook up a livejournal feed for Coode St. Jeremy asked for it, so I shall obey.

Well, for some reason blogger is being difficult this morning. Don't know why, but pfeh. I feel like blogging though, so I thought I'd pop over here and babble on for a moment. I actually got some sleep last night, interrupted sleep (but over six hours of it!), so I'm feeling a bit better than yesterday ( Read more... )

This has been a frustrating weekend. We have a convention in town and for most of the past 20 years I've immersed myself in the whole convention experience. Now that there are kids in the equation that doesn't happen, and it's also a much smaller event. Charles de Lint is the guest, and I guess I'd really hoped to meet him, but it hasn't worked out ( Read more... )

I wanted to be able to post to some Live Journal comments fields so I created this here journal. Don't know if I'll use it much. We'll see.