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Sorry I haven't written here lately. We've been Out and About more than usual this week. Heather did two (excellent) readings in San Francisco for the Homewrecker anthology, one at City Lights on Valentine's Day, and one at Modern Times the next night. She's a phenomenal performer, and it was good to see her on stage (or, well, at podium) again. The night of the second reading we had a little free time beforehand, so we ate at the crepe place that Jeremy Lassen recommended to us a while back, and it was awesome -- I had a sausage and cheese crepe that was divine, and an apple-caramel crepe with ice cream for dessert. Seriously yum. Kind of exhausting going into the city two nights in a row, though, having to go straight from work both times and making it back home after 10 p.m. It was good to have a normal night at home last night, though tonight we head back to the gym!

Writing-wise, I continue to plug away at the Bridge novel. The end is in sight.

Sales-wise, nothing concrete to report, though it looks like one of my stories will be reprinted in a Czech anthology, and that one of my other stories will be reprinted in a Japanese magazine. Those are both still a little on the vaporous side -- I got e-mail from editors, but nothing concrete (ie, no contracts), so I won't name names. I'm hopeful, though. I've come more and more to realize that one of the secrets to a successful writing career rests on reprints and translation sales -- because it's basically free money, for work I've already done. And, ideally, as I continue to write stories and books, they will continue to be picked up by foreign publishers and reprint venues, and there will be a snowball effect. That's the hope, anyway.

This weekend, we don't have any plans. It'll be blissful. We'll clean the house a bit, I'll write a bit, we'll hang out, maybe catch a movie, play some World of Warcraft, and basically recharge ourselves. Life is looking better every day.

Oh, and I neglected to link to Pamie's Eighth Annual Valentine's Day Poems. Good stuff, as always.




	Tropism Tim Pratt's Journal Home Get Email Updates Email Me Admin Password Remember Me 2803047 Curiosities served Share on Facebook				2006-02-17 8:02 AM Take It As Read Previous Entry :: Next Entry Read/Post Comments (3) Sorry I haven't written here lately. We've been Out and About more than usual this week. Heather did two (excellent) readings in San Francisco for the Homewrecker anthology, one at City Lights on Valentine's Day, and one at Modern Times the next night. She's a phenomenal performer, and it was good to see her on stage (or, well, at podium) again. The night of the second reading we had a little free time beforehand, so we ate at the crepe place that Jeremy Lassen recommended to us a while back, and it was awesome -- I had a sausage and cheese crepe that was divine, and an apple-caramel crepe with ice cream for dessert. Seriously yum. Kind of exhausting going into the city two nights in a row, though, having to go straight from work both times and making it back home after 10 p.m. It was good to have a normal night at home last night, though tonight we head back to the gym! Writing-wise, I continue to plug away at the Bridge novel. The end is in sight. Sales-wise, nothing concrete to report, though it looks like one of my stories will be reprinted in a Czech anthology, and that one of my other stories will be reprinted in a Japanese magazine. Those are both still a little on the vaporous side -- I got e-mail from editors, but nothing concrete (ie, no contracts), so I won't name names. I'm hopeful, though. I've come more and more to realize that one of the secrets to a successful writing career rests on reprints and translation sales -- because it's basically free money, for work I've already done. And, ideally, as I continue to write stories and books, they will continue to be picked up by foreign publishers and reprint venues, and there will be a snowball effect. That's the hope, anyway. This weekend, we don't have any plans. It'll be blissful. We'll clean the house a bit, I'll write a bit, we'll hang out, maybe catch a movie, play some World of Warcraft, and basically recharge ourselves. Life is looking better every day. Oh, and I neglected to link to Pamie's Eighth Annual Valentine's Day Poems. Good stuff, as always. Read/Post Comments (3) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top