June 24th, 2008

Swing

Tew's Day

Medical
Cautious optimism.

Busted Wonder!
charitypomaybo has finished the transcendent Busted Wonder! *throws confetti* Wonderful stuff. Read all about it here. And go read the comic!

Go shop!
The Norilana Books non-sale sale!

I owe norilana a review on her lush and lovely The Duke in his Castle. Short version: It's wonderful. Long version will follow, hopefully this week.

Daily Science
Why the Diet Coke + Mentos reaction happens.

Daily BPAL
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Plans
* emilytheslayer is swinging by to drop off one of her Blogathon donations (hand-knitted baby socks!).
* Rheumatologist appointment. Feh.
* Backyard Shakespeare! I love that this is what my daughter's friends do for the summer. Last year was The Tempest; this year it's Much Ado About Nothing.
* If I have energy, a friend's birthday dinner. The rheumatologist is taxing, and not just emotionally; he pokes all of my tender points to see how much they hurt. (Answer: a lot, and a lot more after The Poking.) The bursitis in my hips is the worst. The cat walking over my hip sets that off. Direct hard pressure won't be nice.
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Hearth

The Big News

...that I've been holding onto and trying to not squee too audibly about, because it was pending a title change...

ChiZine has purchased my short story "The Angel of Fremont Street".

:)

Yes, this is my first short story sale. (The expanded version of "Hey Elizabeth".) Bouncing and squeeing may now commence. *bounce*

I'm elated. Not just that I sold a story, but that I sold this story; it's very close to my heart for reasons that are or will become obvious. It's my favorite story so far. I had faith that it would find a good home, and this is a very good home. :)
Me - May 2008

Whee. :)

Thank you all for the congratulations. :) *hugs the congratulations* *hugs all of the congratulators she can reach*

Very excited. Like I said, this is my favorite story so far. And. I actually got the e-mail about it Thursday night - but they wanted a title change. And I knew they weren't going to up and decide not to buy it after all if they didn't like my proposed alternate title, but there is a very superstitious part of me that would not let me post until it was final.

So I held onto it for days. Man. I felt like I was going to explode of suppressed squee!

"The Angel of Fremont Street" works for me as well as for the ChiZine editors. It was actually the other title in my head when I was writing it. "Hey Elizabeth" won out only because Counting Crows' "I Wish I Was A Girl" got me started thinking about Elizabeth in the first place. "Hey Elizabeth, y'know, I'm doing all right these days."

I am, y'know. :)

So yeah. Glee! Next writing projects: excerpt Places You Haunt to apply to the Viable Paradise workshop (deadline 6/30), and write something new for nihilistic_kid's Haunted Legends anthology (reading period starts 7/15). I was going to submit "Hey Elizabeth" to that. It was Nick who told me to try ChiZine first. "If they reject it, they'll do it quickly enough for you to make it into my reading period," he said. They bought it! So I'm thrown a bit. Ack! Nothing to submit to Haunted Legends! *laugh* I have an idea, though; we'll see what comes of it.

In non-writery news...

Went from the sublime to the nauseating today. Cat pee in Elayna's office. Elayna's office, which has a thick carpet of cast-off clothing and papers, now all stuck together with cat pee. *gag* I have identified the source of the deposit and sorted out salvagables from garbage. Unfortunately, there's a lot of garbage. Including one of my old Anastasia Krupnik books. :( Elayna lost a few books, too; I hope this taught her something about keeping that area clean. Hope.

Conversation at the rheumatologist's office:
Other Patient: "Oh, I love your shoes! Those are so cute!"
Me: "Um. Thank you."
OP: *sigh* "I can't wear cute shoes anymore."
Me: "Oh, no, these are Aerosoles. They're totally comfortable."

And, y'know, I am too young to be discussing shoe comfort at the rheumatologist's office. I'm just saying.

Appointment itself went just fine, with the note that I'm doing much better this time than last, with not much flinching when he jammed his fingers into my tender points. Yes, they're still tender. He was mercifully gentle with my hips, and mentioned that they could give me cortisone shots. "But you have to ask for them." I don't know what that means, or what it's a hint for. Don't care. Give me the prescriptions and let me go.

*stretch*

Okay. Now to Backyard Shakespeare, where I'm hoping Elayna will get to be Beatrice, and Coyote-chan would be a damn fine Dogberry.
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