Yes, I know good and goddamn well it’s Friday out there in the “real” world, but Thursday and Friday are my weekend and I have to go to work tomorrow so to hell with your normal human days of the week. It’s Sunday, motherfuckers, let’s rock out:
Tag: sunday
No YOU’RE not blogging
I have nothing tonight, guys. Nothing. Nothing.
Watch this Thor: Ragnarok trailer:
It’s Sunday, and I’m sleepy
Have a music video or two, y’all:
Today I purchased pants
I need, like, six hours to recover, minimum, from that ordeal.
With that in mind:
Lazy Sunday
Apparently I’m not writing anything today, so enjoy these two brief and loosely-related videos instead of reading a blog post.
And also this, just for the hell of it.
SUNDAY MUSIC VIDEO POST!
Just because.
Aaight
(I said this on Twitter, but I should say it on WP too: loving the rainbow banner, guys. Meanwhile, not quite done having fun with this.)
Anyway. Trying to use today to clean up a lot of little writing tasks that have been piling up lately; so far I’ve written up a fairly lengthy interview (details later) and done some promotional stuff for Skylights. I need to go into work on Monday for about an hour and then my grant is put to bed and I actually get to start my summer break, which will be spent working on Starlight and Searching for Malumba and also job-hunting. So July’s full already, especially when you factor in that I’ll be spending the entire 4th of July weekend in Indianapolis at InConJunction. Book signings! Free bookmarks! Woo!
(Are you in Indianapolis, or nearby? The con’s cheap, and it looks like a lot of fun. Come see me! Creator’s Alley, booth C9! Please? I’ll be so goddamn lonely.)
Speaking of putting grants to bed, I have two days to write my final report for the teacher grant that paid for last summer’s writing adventure. It won’t be much different from my mid-year report, since I’m not actually teaching and therefore can’t report on how the grant affected my teaching. Once that’s done, I start planning for the books. My first priority on Monday is to get at least a thousand words done on Starlight; my second priority is to get another thousand words done on a BA story for Lightspeed Magazine’s open submissions period.
And play a lot of Bloodborne.
So that’s me, today. What’s your Sunday looking like?
Well, that happened
Today has been a singularly ridiculous day. It started out well, with several cups of coffee from my new Prostetnic Publications mug, but I didn’t manage to get dressed and showered until nearly 4:00, having spent most of the previous four or five hours struggling profanely with Microsoft Word and trying to get the manuscript for BA Vol. 2 beaten into sufficient shape to be able to send it to my alpha readers without shame. Once I accomplished that task and sent it off, I then broke my own rules and went right back to editing, and sent them another version of the document about an hour ago. Part of this revision included eliminating every single semicolon in the entire book. That took a while.
This is especially entertaining to me because the “How to Launch your New Book” post has seen a bit of a resurgence in interest in the last couple of days; I apparently got shared out by someone influential. So, yeah, guys; follow as much of that as you see fit, because clearly I don’t take my own advice.
Then, just now, it hit me that in order to send something somewhere I would have to sign a letter with my pen name’s name, rather than my own. I have completely lost the skill of cursive handwriting other than my own name, so I needed nearly three pages of practice sheets much like the one above to get my “L. Siler” signature in a point where I didn’t feel like it looked like it was written by a two-year-old with a motor control deficiency. I won’t tell you whether that’s one of the early sheets or a later one. God help me if I ever really do a signing.
I have one more task to complete before I can leave this computer, so I’m going to go get to it so that I can spend at least a little time hanging out with my wife before this Sunday is completely wasted, and that one’s not a writing task, so hopefully I’ll be able to knock it out quickly.
Did you put pants on today? How long did it take you?
Oh. One more thing. It’s connected to the book, but I’m not telling you how:
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