I woke up this morning to find I'd been nominated in three different categories in the Preditors and Editors Reader's Choice Awards. The nominations are in SF/F Short Story ("Nor to the Strong" in Ray Gun Revival), Horror Short Story ("Secret" in From the Asylum), and Author.
Huh.
The nasty ick has moved from my nose to my throat and lungs. Yeah.
I wrote my first 500 words of the new year last night.
On a positive note, I woke up hungry for the first time in since the day we flew home. I've been eating because I know I need to, but I've had no appetite until today. I'll take that as a positive sign.
The plan today is to watch the OU/West Virginia game I recorded last night, then settle in and work on rewrites, punctuated by occasional naps.
And now, a meme:
Huh.
The nasty ick has moved from my nose to my throat and lungs. Yeah.
I wrote my first 500 words of the new year last night.
On a positive note, I woke up hungry for the first time in since the day we flew home. I've been eating because I know I need to, but I've had no appetite until today. I'll take that as a positive sign.
The plan today is to watch the OU/West Virginia game I recorded last night, then settle in and work on rewrites, punctuated by occasional naps.
And now, a meme:
In 2008,
mmerriam resolves to...

Lose ten twin cities by March.
Find a better urban fantasy.
Go to the renfest every month.
Volunteer to spend time with sf conventions.
Give some writers to charity.
Give up scotland.
Find a better urban fantasy.
Go to the renfest every month.
Volunteer to spend time with sf conventions.
Give some writers to charity.
Give up scotland.