wyld_dandelyon: (a wizard writing)
Over at http://www.dreamfarmer.net/?p=433 (which I'm following on my LJ friends page through some mysterious RSS-feed magic) Chrysoula Tzavela wrote, "I don’t like the popularity of the idea that you have to blog to sell fiction. I don’t like the focus put on crafting the perfect query, either. They seem equivalent to me. It might be helpful, but a lot depends on the audience and persistence and luck and patience and focusing on something that isn’t your fiction."

Part of me agrees with her. It's the story that matters, right?

But we all can cite award-winning stories that were rejected time and time again, from A Wrinkle in Time to Harry Potter. This is nothing new--plenty of people rejected Van Gogh's paintings in his lifetime. He didn't find his audience, though eventually his paintings did.  I wonder, if he'd had the internet, might things have been different? 

Another part of me chimes in, still wanting to simply agree with her.  I want to say, "I don't like the popularity of the idea that you have to dress for success. Your work at the day job should stand for itself!"  Even after all these years, it bothers me that putting on a costume (a suit is definitely a costume!) can be enough to convince people to take you seriously. But I know that, so long as the suit's message (that I'm professional and intelligent and competent) is true, it works.

The suit isn't what makes me good at my job--but it matters because it facilitates creating the business relationships that I need so I get to do the day job.

So, what does this have to do with blogging? Over at [livejournal.com profile] crowdfunding , I hear again and again that people are more likely to fund a project or tip an artist if they feel a connection with the writer or artist.  I hear this from the occasional patron who's not too shy to speak out in public, and I hear this from the creators who see, over and over, that people are more likely to click on that virtual tip hat if they like and feel welcomed by the creator.  Like the people who need a lawyer, who want to meet and shake hands with someone before hiring them, many readers and viewers like to get a sense of who they're dealing with before they spend their money on the work itself. 

Will a blog sell your stories or art if the work isn't good?  I doubt even the greatest blog has that power.  After all, the most expensive custom suit won't convince a client to keep a lawyer if they find the lawyer isn't doing a good job.  And unlike the law, when it comes to creative ventures, each viewer is the only expert on whether they liked a painting or enjoyed a story.  If you don't give your readers their money's worth, they'll send that money to someone who does.

But there's lots of writers and artists out there.  A blog can help a reader to decide if the stuff you write is likely to be something they're interested in spending their time on.  And a blog gives people a way to tell their friends how to find you, if (like Van Gogh) you don't have a
publicist to help you find your audience.

One of my current favorite books is Feed by Mira Grant/Seanan McGuire.  It's a zombie book, which is normally the kiss of death for me--zombies are icky, ugly, and stupid.  I don't see the attraction.  But Seanan was blogging, while she wrote the book she was then calling Newsflesh, about epidemiology.  Epidemiology isn't about beauty--but it's complex and fascinating.  I look at a book inspired by epidemiology quite differently than I look at "a zombie book".  Seanan's blog helped that book to find at least one audience member who would have ignored it otherwise. 

Is it worth spending time on a blog instead of your primary art form?  That's a question each person has to answer for themselves.  Certainly a blog is not the only way to be persistent, and it is also not the only way to try to luck into finding the right audience. 

However, when it come to "expected" ways to present yourself to people who might hire you, I have to say blogging beats the heck out of wearing a suit!
wyld_dandelyon: (a wizard writing)
Over at http://www.dreamfarmer.net/?p=433 (which I'm following on my LJ friends page through some mysterious RSS-feed magic) Chrysoula Tzavela wrote, "I don’t like the popularity of the idea that you have to blog to sell fiction. I don’t like the focus put on crafting the perfect query, either. They seem equivalent to me. It might be helpful, but a lot depends on the audience and persistence and luck and patience and focusing on something that isn’t your fiction."

Part of me agrees with her. It's the story that matters, right?

But we all can cite award-winning stories that were rejected time and time again, from A Wrinkle in Time to Harry Potter. This is nothing new--plenty of people rejected Van Gogh's paintings in his lifetime. He didn't find his audience, though eventually his paintings did.  I wonder, if he'd had the internet, might things have been different? 

Another part of me chimes in, still wanting to simply agree with her.  I want to say, "I don't like the popularity of the idea that you have to dress for success. Your work at the day job should stand for itself!"  Even after all these years, it bothers me that putting on a costume (a suit is definitely a costume!) can be enough to convince people to take you seriously. But I know that, so long as the suit's message (that I'm professional and intelligent and competent) is true, it works.

The suit isn't what makes me good at my job--but it matters because it facilitates creating the business relationships that I need so I get to do the day job.

So, what does this have to do with blogging? Over at [livejournal.com profile] crowdfunding , I hear again and again that people are more likely to fund a project or tip an artist if they feel a connection with the writer or artist.  I hear this from the occasional patron who's not too shy to speak out in public, and I hear this from the creators who see, over and over, that people are more likely to click on that virtual tip hat if they like and feel welcomed by the creator.  Like the people who need a lawyer, who want to meet and shake hands with someone before hiring them, many readers and viewers like to get a sense of who they're dealing with before they spend their money on the work itself. 

Will a blog sell your stories or art if the work isn't good?  I doubt even the greatest blog has that power.  After all, the most expensive custom suit won't convince a client to keep a lawyer if they find the lawyer isn't doing a good job.  And unlike the law, when it comes to creative ventures, each viewer is the only expert on whether they liked a painting or enjoyed a story.  If you don't give your readers their money's worth, they'll send that money to someone who does.

But there's lots of writers and artists out there.  A blog can help a reader to decide if the stuff you write is likely to be something they're interested in spending their time on.  And a blog gives people a way to tell their friends how to find you, if (like Van Gogh) you don't have a
publicist to help you find your audience.

One of my current favorite books is Feed by Mira Grant/Seanan McGuire.  It's a zombie book, which is normally the kiss of death for me--zombies are icky, ugly, and stupid.  I don't see the attraction.  But Seanan was blogging, while she wrote the book she was then calling Newsflesh, about epidemiology.  Epidemiology isn't about beauty--but it's complex and fascinating.  I look at a book inspired by epidemiology quite differently than I look at "a zombie book".  Seanan's blog helped that book to find at least one audience member who would have ignored it otherwise. 

Is it worth spending time on a blog instead of your primary art form?  That's a question each person has to answer for themselves.  Certainly a blog is not the only way to be persistent, and it is also not the only way to try to luck into finding the right audience. 

However, when it come to "expected" ways to present yourself to people who might hire you, I have to say blogging beats the heck out of wearing a suit!

Misty Grey

Jun. 15th, 2011 11:39 pm
wyld_dandelyon: (full moon)
Hmm...that sounds like a character name. It's actually what it was like outside today, on the way in to work and after work too. Probably all day, but I can't vouch for that.

I thought about taking the camera out to look for another rose to share with you all, but I didn't--after all, the camera is also my cell phone, and killing it would not be a good thing.

Monday I was delighted to get the occasional phone call at work, even when it was one of the calls that start "Do you speak Spanish?" Today I really wanted to hide the phone under the rug--I had things I wanted to get done, and the phone calls weren't helping! (Knowing how to count to 10 in Spanish is helpful--it means I can repeat a phone number back in Spanish, so at least my bilingual attorney can reach the clients and potential clients I can't properly talk to.)

When I called on the way to the grocery store to ask My Angel what she needed from there, she complained that she'd left the bedroom window open, and it was cold and damp and she felt like she was camping, without any of the good parts.

But still, perhaps Misty Grey should be the name of some kind of fantasy sleuth...someday.

Oh--and did you see today's cool Google logo? I am enjoying living in the future.

Happy Full Moon, everyone!

Misty Grey

Jun. 15th, 2011 11:39 pm
wyld_dandelyon: (full moon)
Hmm...that sounds like a character name. It's actually what it was like outside today, on the way in to work and after work too. Probably all day, but I can't vouch for that.

I thought about taking the camera out to look for another rose to share with you all, but I didn't--after all, the camera is also my cell phone, and killing it would not be a good thing.

Monday I was delighted to get the occasional phone call at work, even when it was one of the calls that start "Do you speak Spanish?" Today I really wanted to hide the phone under the rug--I had things I wanted to get done, and the phone calls weren't helping! (Knowing how to count to 10 in Spanish is helpful--it means I can repeat a phone number back in Spanish, so at least my bilingual attorney can reach the clients and potential clients I can't properly talk to.)

When I called on the way to the grocery store to ask My Angel what she needed from there, she complained that she'd left the bedroom window open, and it was cold and damp and she felt like she was camping, without any of the good parts.

But still, perhaps Misty Grey should be the name of some kind of fantasy sleuth...someday.

Oh--and did you see today's cool Google logo? I am enjoying living in the future.

Happy Full Moon, everyone!

Squee!

May. 12th, 2011 12:56 am
wyld_dandelyon: (In my Garden)
My story, So Many, Many Frogs over at Torn World has been sponsored. This is the first story about these characters that is now available for anyone to read.

http://www.tornworld.net/storypageview.php?id=228

Thank you to my new sponsor--and to all my sponsors along the way.

I also want to share my drawing of what Neteilyu's daughter does with glass and monster teeth, as mentioned in Monster Teeth and Art Glass, is now published on the Torn World site.  this is one of the pen-and-ink drawings I was working on for the anthology.

http://www.tornworld.net/artpageview.php?id=227

And here is Arremina from We Shape Our Lives Like Clay.  It's not perfect, but I think I got the petulant teenager part right.  I've still got to work on just how thin a line my scanner will pick up, too.  I forgot to share her with you wehn she was posted.

http://www.tornworld.net/artpageview.php?id=226

The Muse Fusion is this weekend.

My "I are a writer" mug arrived in the mail.

So much excitement, despite which, now I must sleep--there's the new job to go to in the morning, which is its own excitement.  I handed in my very first timesheet yesterday, so I can get a paycheck (well, a pay-direct-deposit), which is a very good thing. 

See you folks tomorrow!

Squee!

May. 12th, 2011 12:56 am
wyld_dandelyon: (In my Garden)
My story, So Many, Many Frogs over at Torn World has been sponsored. This is the first story about these characters that is now available for anyone to read.

http://www.tornworld.net/storypageview.php?id=228

Thank you to my new sponsor--and to all my sponsors along the way.

I also want to share my drawing of what Neteilyu's daughter does with glass and monster teeth, as mentioned in Monster Teeth and Art Glass, is now published on the Torn World site.  this is one of the pen-and-ink drawings I was working on for the anthology.

http://www.tornworld.net/artpageview.php?id=227

And here is Arremina from We Shape Our Lives Like Clay.  It's not perfect, but I think I got the petulant teenager part right.  I've still got to work on just how thin a line my scanner will pick up, too.  I forgot to share her with you wehn she was posted.

http://www.tornworld.net/artpageview.php?id=226

The Muse Fusion is this weekend.

My "I are a writer" mug arrived in the mail.

So much excitement, despite which, now I must sleep--there's the new job to go to in the morning, which is its own excitement.  I handed in my very first timesheet yesterday, so I can get a paycheck (well, a pay-direct-deposit), which is a very good thing. 

See you folks tomorrow!

wyld_dandelyon: (In my Garden)
It's a mental and physical gear-shift to go from working full time and doing creative work when I can squeeze it in to being unemployed. I've done it several times now, in the last couple of years, and it does not get easier with practice. No matter that I always have creative work I've planned to work on, it takes a while to get into a mindset where the worry about when I'll have a regular paycheck again doesn't sap away my creative energies.

This time, things have been complicated by good things and bad: worrying and feeling depressed about having to demolish the old garage and cheering while putting aside as much time as I could to help (from hundreds of miles away) with getting the Torn World anthology put together. There have also been briefer distractions too, like getting 1/2 hour's notice to go to my kid's senior art show and see some of her photographs in the show ("Oh, I just put that one in because I had to have 18 photos I didn't hate...") and driving around to get her the papers she needs for financial aid applications.

Finally, in the last week or so, I started to feel like I'd hit my stride again. In the last few days, I finished a Torn World story I'd been working on, on and off, for several weeks, wrote the first draft of a story to create background I need for a different Torn World storyline, corresponded with other people about setting a timeline for some stories where our plots intersect, and finished off documentation for more than a dozen characters for Torn World (the mechanics of sharing a world are time consuming, but useful when I want to reuse a character, whether that character started as mine or someone else's).

I also was getting geared up for other creative work--starting to really look at magazine and anthology deadlines, tossing some story ideas in the back of my head for stuff that won't fit into Torn World, and thinking about participating regularly in #fridayflash and Wednesday #weblit, remembering #scifichat every Friday, and planning, once I'd caught up with a few Torn World things, to take a week or two to ignore everything but Fireborn or Clockwork Dragon. Oh, and I want to e-publish an anthology of some of the stories I've published in this journal, along with at least one longer story that has gotten lots of nice rejections, and I was considering whether I could, given enough time, do cover art that I wouldn't hate in a year.

I also was starting to plan some of the more time-intensive things I could be doing to promote the Torn World anthology (Gosh, the pages I've seen so far are pretty!) once I have some copies in my hands.

...and...

Early this evening I got a phone call from lawyers I liked when I interviewed with them last week about a job that suits me very well, and I start Friday morning.

I'm delighted.

And somewhat off-balance, because I was just getting settled into what I expected to be a very focused and productive creative groove.

It's time, again, to shift mental gears. I'll have a new job to learn--every company has it's own idiosyncracies, things that make life so much easier once you've learned them (from their computers' file management programs to how they like their papers filed) and a new routine to adjust to. I don't even know if this place has food nearby that I can eat or if I'll have to carry my food with me every day.

But there's always new details to balance, and there will always be more fiction and art, I'm not giving that up. And I believe, though I certainly won't get rich at this job, that things will be financially more stable. Even though there will be less time available, hopefully that will let the creative energy flow easier.

Stay tuned. It's been great to have you all along for the journey so far, and even if I can't predict how things will happen, there's more to come.

In the meantime, anyone want to help me raze a garage? Or chat about making cover art for that personal anthology I want to get published? You know how to reach me.
wyld_dandelyon: (In my Garden)
It's a mental and physical gear-shift to go from working full time and doing creative work when I can squeeze it in to being unemployed. I've done it several times now, in the last couple of years, and it does not get easier with practice. No matter that I always have creative work I've planned to work on, it takes a while to get into a mindset where the worry about when I'll have a regular paycheck again doesn't sap away my creative energies.

This time, things have been complicated by good things and bad: worrying and feeling depressed about having to demolish the old garage and cheering while putting aside as much time as I could to help (from hundreds of miles away) with getting the Torn World anthology put together. There have also been briefer distractions too, like getting 1/2 hour's notice to go to my kid's senior art show and see some of her photographs in the show ("Oh, I just put that one in because I had to have 18 photos I didn't hate...") and driving around to get her the papers she needs for financial aid applications.

Finally, in the last week or so, I started to feel like I'd hit my stride again. In the last few days, I finished a Torn World story I'd been working on, on and off, for several weeks, wrote the first draft of a story to create background I need for a different Torn World storyline, corresponded with other people about setting a timeline for some stories where our plots intersect, and finished off documentation for more than a dozen characters for Torn World (the mechanics of sharing a world are time consuming, but useful when I want to reuse a character, whether that character started as mine or someone else's).

I also was getting geared up for other creative work--starting to really look at magazine and anthology deadlines, tossing some story ideas in the back of my head for stuff that won't fit into Torn World, and thinking about participating regularly in #fridayflash and Wednesday #weblit, remembering #scifichat every Friday, and planning, once I'd caught up with a few Torn World things, to take a week or two to ignore everything but Fireborn or Clockwork Dragon. Oh, and I want to e-publish an anthology of some of the stories I've published in this journal, along with at least one longer story that has gotten lots of nice rejections, and I was considering whether I could, given enough time, do cover art that I wouldn't hate in a year.

I also was starting to plan some of the more time-intensive things I could be doing to promote the Torn World anthology (Gosh, the pages I've seen so far are pretty!) once I have some copies in my hands.

...and...

Early this evening I got a phone call from lawyers I liked when I interviewed with them last week about a job that suits me very well, and I start Friday morning.

I'm delighted.

And somewhat off-balance, because I was just getting settled into what I expected to be a very focused and productive creative groove.

It's time, again, to shift mental gears. I'll have a new job to learn--every company has it's own idiosyncracies, things that make life so much easier once you've learned them (from their computers' file management programs to how they like their papers filed) and a new routine to adjust to. I don't even know if this place has food nearby that I can eat or if I'll have to carry my food with me every day.

But there's always new details to balance, and there will always be more fiction and art, I'm not giving that up. And I believe, though I certainly won't get rich at this job, that things will be financially more stable. Even though there will be less time available, hopefully that will let the creative energy flow easier.

Stay tuned. It's been great to have you all along for the journey so far, and even if I can't predict how things will happen, there's more to come.

In the meantime, anyone want to help me raze a garage? Or chat about making cover art for that personal anthology I want to get published? You know how to reach me.
wyld_dandelyon: (professional)
It's hard to believe that tomorrow is my last day at this temp job. I wonder what happens next?

Well, tomorrow after work I come home to Sketch Fest. And Tuesday is the Torn World Muse Fusion. And I have plenty of writing projects to complete. But so far those aren't paying the bills. And I didn't win 300 million in the Megabucks this week.

So I need to be looking forward toward (or at least looking for) a new day job.

The adventure continues.
wyld_dandelyon: (professional)
It's hard to believe that tomorrow is my last day at this temp job. I wonder what happens next?

Well, tomorrow after work I come home to Sketch Fest. And Tuesday is the Torn World Muse Fusion. And I have plenty of writing projects to complete. But so far those aren't paying the bills. And I didn't win 300 million in the Megabucks this week.

So I need to be looking forward toward (or at least looking for) a new day job.

The adventure continues.
wyld_dandelyon: (a wizard writing)




   And now I'd better head to bed so I will be rested to do the work that lets me have this view.
wyld_dandelyon: (a wizard writing)




   And now I'd better head to bed so I will be rested to do the work that lets me have this view.
wyld_dandelyon: (Default)
Just saying, tomorrow, can I have a day where nothing interrupts the interruptions that interrupted my interruptions?

Having worked, done errands, eventually had dinner, and read some (but sadly not all) of my flist I'm starting to feel focused again, and relaxed enough to think I could possibly do some real writing.

Just in time to head to bed.

*sigh*

Over here: http://haikujaguar.livejournal.com/812871.html there's a discussion of alternate ways to compensate artists and writers for their effort and skill. Stop by and share your thoughts!

Or take off your coat and stay a while.  Have some chocolate.  Tell me what you've been up to.  Share your favorite mental aperitif.  And bring a friend!  Even when I'm tired and frazzled, I'm glad when you visit.
wyld_dandelyon: (Default)
Just saying, tomorrow, can I have a day where nothing interrupts the interruptions that interrupted my interruptions?

Having worked, done errands, eventually had dinner, and read some (but sadly not all) of my flist I'm starting to feel focused again, and relaxed enough to think I could possibly do some real writing.

Just in time to head to bed.

*sigh*

Over here: http://haikujaguar.livejournal.com/812871.html there's a discussion of alternate ways to compensate artists and writers for their effort and skill. Stop by and share your thoughts!

Or take off your coat and stay a while.  Have some chocolate.  Tell me what you've been up to.  Share your favorite mental aperitif.  And bring a friend!  Even when I'm tired and frazzled, I'm glad when you visit.
wyld_dandelyon: (Default)
Temp job 1 is very happy having me for just afternoons. Temp job 2 believes I'm fully trained. So now, unless the lady at Temp job 2 has her baby early, or one or the other job has more work than expected I have two weeks of half-days.

So today I was sitting here trying to get caught up on regular Torn World stuff (having spent much of the weekend, on Torn World contest stuff except for the unwanted adventure, finding the hiding kitten and then giving her away, and just being tired) when a big furniture truck parked outside my window. A REALLY big truck -- it was long enough to stretch across three whole houses on the other side of the street. After a while, a smaller truck came by, about the size most, people rent when moving, though it was simply painted schoolbus yellow. It backed up to the other truck, paperwork was signed, and the guys in the trucks moved furniture (mostly beds) from one truck to the other.

Hmm...I'm getting backwards, aren't I?  I should start my weekend report on Friday, shouldn't I?

Friday after work, My Angel asked me if I wanted to go outside and take pictures of the mushrooms in our front yard while there was light. Well, sure.  I'd taken pictures before, but that was in the deep twilight (deep enough that my camera read it as dark and I had to use a flash).  The picture here is from that earlier day last week.

So I headed out the front door and she headed out the back door.  I started carefully moving the fall's mulching leaves away from the mushrooms to see how many were actually there, but she didn't show up; finally we figured out she was waiting in back for me while I was waiting in front for her. 

So we got together, moved more leaves and I took pictures.  Then we headed into the back yard, her with hand-scythe in hand to take care of some of the tall grass that the lawnmower couldn't get. 

And now I must break mid-story because I see that I have to get out of here or be late for work. Sigh. 

Life is just like that, you know?
wyld_dandelyon: (Default)
Temp job 1 is very happy having me for just afternoons. Temp job 2 believes I'm fully trained. So now, unless the lady at Temp job 2 has her baby early, or one or the other job has more work than expected I have two weeks of half-days.

So today I was sitting here trying to get caught up on regular Torn World stuff (having spent much of the weekend, on Torn World contest stuff except for the unwanted adventure, finding the hiding kitten and then giving her away, and just being tired) when a big furniture truck parked outside my window. A REALLY big truck -- it was long enough to stretch across three whole houses on the other side of the street. After a while, a smaller truck came by, about the size most, people rent when moving, though it was simply painted schoolbus yellow. It backed up to the other truck, paperwork was signed, and the guys in the trucks moved furniture (mostly beds) from one truck to the other.

Hmm...I'm getting backwards, aren't I?  I should start my weekend report on Friday, shouldn't I?

Friday after work, My Angel asked me if I wanted to go outside and take pictures of the mushrooms in our front yard while there was light. Well, sure.  I'd taken pictures before, but that was in the deep twilight (deep enough that my camera read it as dark and I had to use a flash).  The picture here is from that earlier day last week.

So I headed out the front door and she headed out the back door.  I started carefully moving the fall's mulching leaves away from the mushrooms to see how many were actually there, but she didn't show up; finally we figured out she was waiting in back for me while I was waiting in front for her. 

So we got together, moved more leaves and I took pictures.  Then we headed into the back yard, her with hand-scythe in hand to take care of some of the tall grass that the lawnmower couldn't get. 

And now I must break mid-story because I see that I have to get out of here or be late for work. Sigh. 

Life is just like that, you know?

tired

May. 20th, 2010 11:43 pm
wyld_dandelyon: (Default)
I knew this training in the morning and then working the other job in the afternoon would be tiring. And it's only two weeks. But not the most convenient two weeks.

We're hosting a filk this weekend.  I don't need to be tired when I get home.  And I'm getting almost no writing done.  Sigh.

Nor is getting work just as the weather got decent enough to go outside. (The garden is much neglected, and so is the lawn--the dandelions are as high as the chives!

On the other hand, the pepper plants I dug up and brought inside are fruiting!  I've already harvested some cayenne peppers, and I have some habaneros and some bell peppers growing too.

And the little mulberry tree has LOTS of baby berry clusters.  (That's a snowball spirea blooming in the background; one of the few things that isn't way ahead of it's usual blooming time.)

Oh, and My Angel surprised a firefly while she was raking leaves away from the roses preparatory to mowing the lawn!  It's not even June yet.

We gave away the third kitten yesterday; one kitten and one cat to go.

Maybe tomorrow I'll have another feather-dragon story for you.  The idea is in my head, I just need time and focus to write.

Now I should sleep.  Though I'm thirsty...but soon!

tired

May. 20th, 2010 11:43 pm
wyld_dandelyon: (Default)
I knew this training in the morning and then working the other job in the afternoon would be tiring. And it's only two weeks. But not the most convenient two weeks.

We're hosting a filk this weekend.  I don't need to be tired when I get home.  And I'm getting almost no writing done.  Sigh.

Nor is getting work just as the weather got decent enough to go outside. (The garden is much neglected, and so is the lawn--the dandelions are as high as the chives!

On the other hand, the pepper plants I dug up and brought inside are fruiting!  I've already harvested some cayenne peppers, and I have some habaneros and some bell peppers growing too.

And the little mulberry tree has LOTS of baby berry clusters.  (That's a snowball spirea blooming in the background; one of the few things that isn't way ahead of it's usual blooming time.)

Oh, and My Angel surprised a firefly while she was raking leaves away from the roses preparatory to mowing the lawn!  It's not even June yet.

We gave away the third kitten yesterday; one kitten and one cat to go.

Maybe tomorrow I'll have another feather-dragon story for you.  The idea is in my head, I just need time and focus to write.

Now I should sleep.  Though I'm thirsty...but soon!
wyld_dandelyon: (Default)
I have a story called Boney Fingers which will appear in the upcoming Magicking in Traffic anthology.

As the story opens, the protagonist is busking in a Chicago subway.

* * *

I will be starting a three-month temp job soon. It's not the permanent job I need, but I'm still excited. It's at a big enough firm that it might lead to something permanent if they like me.

* * *

I got a call from someone who wants to adopt the black kitten. So one of my cuties should be going to his new home after work tomorrow.

* * *

[livejournal.com profile] filkart should be here any minute now, so that's all the details you get today.

* * *

The next Torn World Muse Fusion is next Wednesday!
wyld_dandelyon: (Default)
I have a story called Boney Fingers which will appear in the upcoming Magicking in Traffic anthology.

As the story opens, the protagonist is busking in a Chicago subway.

* * *

I will be starting a three-month temp job soon. It's not the permanent job I need, but I'm still excited. It's at a big enough firm that it might lead to something permanent if they like me.

* * *

I got a call from someone who wants to adopt the black kitten. So one of my cuties should be going to his new home after work tomorrow.

* * *

[livejournal.com profile] filkart should be here any minute now, so that's all the details you get today.

* * *

The next Torn World Muse Fusion is next Wednesday!

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