Urg, what a week. Sine die is tomorrow, the end of the 2008 Georgia legislative session, and I am so ready for it to happen. Been having to work a lot of late nights, and by the time I get home, I’m too wired to fall asleep. Last night, when I finally did manage to drop off, I dreamed of editing. Woke at 4AM feeling vaguely distressed about not being able to parse some text. Couldn’t get back to sleep, so I turned on my computer…and commenced doing some editing for The Fix. Sigh.
Also, my immune system has informed me that it is displeased with the liberties I’ve been taking with it. Both knees have ached for the last few days, making it a bit of a chore climbing stairs—which is awkward ’cause the Office of Legislative Counsel spans three floors. We editors are headquartered on the middle floor, and there’s a certain amount of upping and downing required, although we all try to convey each others’ bills to their varied destinations to maximize efficiency and minimize stair slogging.
In other news, fosteronfilm is going to be on Minnesota Public Radio tomorrow! He and another guest speaker, someone from Wired, will be discussing postapocalyptic movies. Haven’t had much chance to talk with the hubby this week ’cause of that whole consumed-by-work thing, so I don’t have any of the details except that it’s slated to air at 11AM (I think). Hope that they podcast or stream it so I can hear it if I can’t listen to it online tomorrow. Shiny coolness.
Starting to dwell on writing and writing projects for post-session. Went through my submissions and sales logs and sent out some reprint prospects which have been idling on my things-to-do list.
On the words on the page front, I need to finish the Russian fairy tale re-telling for squirrel_monkey‘s anthology that I started back in November, before session began. Fortunately, the deadline got pushed to June as the release date of the first volume in the antho series, Japanese Dreams (which will have my story, “The Tears of My Mother, the Shell of My Father” in it), got postponed until July to coincide with ReaderCon.
I’d also like to come up with a story to send to Cricket. I don’t have anything whatsoever under consideration in their slush pile, and that strikes me as a situation that needs remedying.
And then there’s The Novel. Once again I have set myself the (Sisyphusian) goal of finishing the %&!$#@ thing. I really need to get past this writing hurdle/milestone. It’s turning into one of those fell-off-the-horse-but-didn’t-get-back-on hang-ups.