“Retreat” is the perfect word for this weekend; Mark and I are both enjoying such thorough withdrawal from the world. We’re both sleeping a LOT. I actually NAPPED yesterday–I never nap. And then we slept in this morning and missed the communal breakfast. Which is not actually very early. It’s such a congenial group here; […]
Home–for a moment, anyway. Tomorrow, we’re heading off to RandyCon. But, we got Mark’s parents back to their home, after his dad spent two nights in the hospital in Fresno; they put him on new meds, fluided him up, and think things are okay for now. We drove them home, spent the night, then made
Still in Fresno. At about 1am last night, Mark’s cell phone rang; it was his mother, in the next room. His father, who had been feeling under the weather for days, and who really hadn’t enjoyed the five-hour ride down from their home in the mountains, began feeling MUCH worse–digestive distress, plus pressure in his
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Just a quick check-in from Fresno, since I have a moment, and wireless: lots of driving, lots of family, everything is going well, considering. The funeral for Mark’s uncle is tomorrow; then we begin a slow and episodic trek homeward. And then immediately off to a writing retreat, because that’s how it all lined up.
I was meant to be heading to Seattle round about now; instead, Mark is heading here, so we can drive to California. His uncle has passed away, and the funeral is Monday, so off we go. I’ll take the computer, but both time and internet access will be in short supply, so, if I don’t
Mark and I had already been planning to attend Cascade Writer’s Workshop–a marvelous local workshop I’ve been enjoying for years (so much so that I joined the board); but now we’re going to be running one of the workshopping groups! Cascade has two different levels of membership: -For $125 you can attend all classes–and there
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Well! It is very exciting. We’ve scrimped and saved, and eaten lots of ramen, and dug around in the couch cushions for change, and I think we can actually swing it…Mark and I are planning to go to World Fantasy in Brighton this October! He’s never been to England–he’s never been anywhere but Japan, actually,
Remember that story I dove into writing right after I finished my novel edit? Well, I started it, but then Mark finished it and made it wonderful (he basically completely rewrote it), and the editor thought it was wonderful too, because it will now appear in HOW BEER SAVED THE WORLD, coming soon from Sky
Mark went home to Seattle today, alas. Though we had a marvelous and productive weekend–we got lots of work done, both together and separately, which is happy-making. And we had fun too. After he left, I did a bit more in the garden, then a bit more freelance work, and puttered around a very quiet
Mark stuck around today, and finished writing a story, about which I will tell you more soon; and I worked hard on this freelance project (which was the final impetus for buying the Marvelous Books Of Reference yesterday); and in between working-episodes I played in the yard a bit, weeding and pruning and digging and