BH: 396

Dammit, forgot to post _again_! Where is my brain?

Rejection today from Interzone for “Soulsearching”. Drat.

More best-laid plans… We were supposed to go to the Company of Clothiers meeting tonight, then up to Oxnard to stay with Morgana & Brian, and go to Catherine & Richard’s baby shower tomorrow. But, when Ken got home from Portland this evening, he was exhausted. So we popped out to the store and picked up some food, came home, made pandemonium tacos, and watched “When Harry Met Sally” (which he’d never seen). We’ll head north tomorrow. Maybe we’ll even get up and on the road early enough to go to the stores we want to before the shower. (Hah.)

Goddammit, now I have insomnia. I was tired and vaguely headachey all day, and kept thinking about taking a nap, but now? Sleep does not seem to be forthcoming. My brain is jumping from one thought to another, including—are you ready for this—ideas for Jewel Tones, my languishing fantasy novel. For crying out loud! I have to finish BH first, and then AETW, before I can go back to that! Can’t you see I’m busy here?!

And I’m getting homesick for Britain again. Earlier I was looking at the latest Cadw magazine, which is mostly about the Newport area. Argh. Tonight, in bed, I wanted to go back to Edinburgh, of all places. It’s a gorgeous city, and I didn’t get to explore it enough this time. If we go over for Ed & Marian’s wedding in April, we want to take a little extra time and go to northern Wales. We had three and a half years there, and never really spent serious time up there, except for the trip to Anglesey. And my persona’s from that area.

That's it. I've got to try and sleep again. I'm missing my beloved too much, and it's time to go snuggle up against him.