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May. 15th, 2006 08:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Been busy, so haven't been posting recently.
A few tidbits of good news--DEVLIN'S JUSTICE went back to press for another printing, and the author's copies of THE FIRST BETRAYAL arrived over the weekend, more than two weeks before the release. Usually I get my copies after the book is in the stores, so I'm quite impressed.
Plans for biking this weekend were canceled by rain on Saturday and yesterday by other obligations, as a friend's mother insisted I join the family for their traditional Mother's Day celebration. It was fun, but the whole ritual around the day made me realize that I've lived exactly half my life since losing my own mother. If she were alive today she'd be in her seventies, but as hard as I try, I can't picture her as a senior citizen. As a writer I have a pretty good imagination, but here it fails me. If I had the ability to travel through alternate realities, I'm convinced that her loss would be the one constant in the shifting universes. It's just one of those immutable facts that shape who I am, and who I am not.
The sequel to TFB isn't finished yet, but it's moving along. At this point I'd be willing to cut open my skull and insert the brain in the universal input port, if I thought that would speed things up.
Reading: Finished PATHS NOT TAKEN by Simon R. Green. One book left in the series (so far).
A few tidbits of good news--DEVLIN'S JUSTICE went back to press for another printing, and the author's copies of THE FIRST BETRAYAL arrived over the weekend, more than two weeks before the release. Usually I get my copies after the book is in the stores, so I'm quite impressed.
Plans for biking this weekend were canceled by rain on Saturday and yesterday by other obligations, as a friend's mother insisted I join the family for their traditional Mother's Day celebration. It was fun, but the whole ritual around the day made me realize that I've lived exactly half my life since losing my own mother. If she were alive today she'd be in her seventies, but as hard as I try, I can't picture her as a senior citizen. As a writer I have a pretty good imagination, but here it fails me. If I had the ability to travel through alternate realities, I'm convinced that her loss would be the one constant in the shifting universes. It's just one of those immutable facts that shape who I am, and who I am not.
The sequel to TFB isn't finished yet, but it's moving along. At this point I'd be willing to cut open my skull and insert the brain in the universal input port, if I thought that would speed things up.
Reading: Finished PATHS NOT TAKEN by Simon R. Green. One book left in the series (so far).
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