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My God, I had a (mostly) normal Monday. Haven’t had one of those since mid-June.
Got up and went to Krain for breakfast. Went to a new coffee shop in town, but won’t be going back, as the owner is proud of his pervert glasses and wears them everywhere. (Dude, you automatically get categorized as a probable rapist when I see those on your face. And you employ young women. Ick.)
Had a proper D&D game, though the other guys were being chaos monkeys to the point I had to drop a hammer on them eventually to get them to stop fucking around. I like my psycho halfling fighter and didn’t feel like watching them generate a tpk. (Even the GM was amazed and sat back to let them blow shit up until I got rude.)
Got some lunch after game, which is the unusual part. Did Duolinguo. Eventually ended up at Fill’s for a root beer. Dojo went pretty well. Came home and read a submission. Collapsed.
Today is Chaos Day as a publisher. Everyone has to have their stories in for Thrill Ride 16 (Aristocrats) today, without exception. Additionally, I’m editing a Winter Holidays anthology for my Enumclaw Writers Group that has hard, tight deadlines. Stories due today. Published no later than Oct 1, so they can take paper copies and sell them at book fairs and holiday markets evergreen.
Worse, across twenty people, got one surprise story last night and have one promised tonight. I told everyone that if they couldn’t get them to me today, they got the eat them, because there would be no late submissions accepted. Usually, I have flexibility built into my schedule. And some of them have taken advantage of that and me to get sloppy.
This is me cracking the whip politely. And getting them back on schedule. Or finding out that maybe I don’t want to work with them in the future. That’s always an option as Editor and Publisher. Not one I abuse much.
However…
Also been updating the erotica penname and pulling out a lot of stories that were originally written for an anthology series that won’t apparently be happening. Might as well get them to earning rent, after all. Science fiction, historic, fantasy, whatever. Probably need some James Bond Spy thriller (Flint or Matt Helm, amping up the X-rating, as it were. Or Agents of H.E.A.T. pushed that extra margin. Something.)
Fall started in my mind yesterday. Moving forward with more Belle (those of you who read #1, thank you. This is #2). More Gardener, since I’m just having fun exploring where Mick takes me, off the normal beaten track and kinda dark. Might send out a couple of random shorts this fall just for fun, but I have Mick 7 done.
Past that, rainy season threatens, so my humor is improved. Just a little exhausted today, having already written and sent the monthly newsletter and now circling in here.
Y’all have fun.
shade and sweet water,
b
West of the Mountains, WA
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