It’s exactly one month until Readercon, and I set myself the deadline to finish the first draft of That Damn Sequel before I head down to MA for a few days of convention fun with some of my Viable Paradise friends. Therefore, most of my non-child-wrangling time is currently taken up with the pushing of the word count. In addition, I took on some more paying work, which is good because it usually results in cashable mail hitting my mailbox. As a result, my World of Warcraft characters are once again on hiatus, getting all fat and drunk in various Azeroth taverns, and they’ll have to take a monster-slaying sabbatical until I have a complete draft in my hands.
If you have sent me mail recently, pardon the laggy replies. I’m working through my Inbox in bursts.