Had a great weekend. Jenn visited, which was loads o' fun, with much talking and dining and drinking of champagne and further talking. While she and Heather were out at brunch on Sunday morning I wrote 3,000 words of porn. I'm hoping to finish that story tonight and send it off by this weekend. After which it will be accepted and I'll get money money money. I hope.

Two of my poems -- "Soul Searching" and "Making Monsters" -- have been recommended for the Rhysling award, which is nice.

My agent likes The Genius of Deceit -- thinks it moves well and reads easily and is visually vivid and so on -- but rightly points out that in many ways it's similar to Rangergirl, without being superior to Rangergirl, so it wouldn't be a great choice for a follow-up. Maybe we'll send it out a couple of books down the line. She confirmed my suspicion that it's cool and probably salable, though, so I'm happy.

Major congrats (are the kids still saying "big ups"?) to Greg, Ben, Ken, and Christopher for their Nebula-nominated selves! There are other fine people and fine works on the ballot, too, but I'm limiting my specific congrats to people I've had meals with/been drunk near/chatted for hours in convention hotel rooms with -- people I consider essentially my peers, in other words. Look at my people rise up. It's nice to see another story from Strange Horizons make the ballot, too! I'm actually gonna have a hard time deciding what to vote for this year.

Heather's feeling better! Or sounding better, at any rate. She's had laryngitis for a couple of days, and since hearing her whisper automatically makes me whisper in return, it's sounded like we're living in a library lately. And honestly, to look around at all the books, you might get that impression otherwise as well...

Work on the March issue of A Certain Magazine should be done tomorrow. It hasn't been too horrendously bad this week, actually, though for various reasons a ton of work is falling upon us tomorrow in the form of corrections that need to be made. Ah, well. At least we had a huge lunch of dim sum today. And back in the production office we've been listening to old-school SF radio drama on the sci-fi stream, which helps pass the gray and rainy days.