Without Fail
9:30 pm: just got home from the weekend at Iron Springs. See slightly fuller reports here, and here; I’m sleepy.
Don’t ask me about the underwear signing. But it was pretty funny. 
For me, highlights include: what they said, plus the story I submitted for crit, “Souvenirs,” is one I like a lot and haven’t been able to figure out exactly how it’s broken. Now I know. Now I can fix it. Yay!
Also, I “edited” three chapters of NIGHTCRAFT MOTHER, by which I mean made tiny changes here and there for a few pages, then entirely eliminated one character, cut the heart out of a pivotal scene and rewrote it with different action and motivation and outcome, and then stitched the ends back together so it would make sense. I am now officially more than halfway through the page count on this edit, but hopefully far more than halfway through the work, because the latter part of the book needs a lot less changed. I hope. So they say. So we will see.
And, for a change, my trip home featured:
-no blood (except for maybe my eardrums from screeching babies…)
-no late planes
-no traffic
-no parking fail.
In fact we landed 10 minutes early, and now I must finish unpacking and put my tired body to bed.
Ahh, back to the interwebs. Did anything happen while I was gone? No celebrities died, I hope. 