Reading: Paradise by Mike Resnick
Music: The Chieftains
TV/Movie: Rumpole of the Bailey
Link o' the Day: TVTropes.org


It's Monday! Or is it? Again, the conundrum of the self-employed. Do I treat today like a holiday like many other folk? Or do I get to work because the work needs doing?

The answer is obvious... but I'm going to work anyway. A couple of books may get signed off on by tomorrow if I turn in the last loose strands today, and the medical journal is going all glossy this issue and needs a decent amount of work to prep it.

Tumbletap continues and I'm nearly done with the inside for the sampler book which will run around 120 pages. I have a few scans to make for the last section, need to write up some intro material, and then do the cover. I want to have a bunch of books ready for upcoming conventions like MoCCa, San Diego Comiccon, and the Small Press Expo (I will not be at SDCC, but may show up at the other two and if I have books in hand--all the better).

And I have some mailings and phone calls to make.

So no... it's going to be a real workday. Dammit.

Pretty nice weekend, though. We hung out with some friends. I had a tremendous pastrami sandwich at a pub downtown that used to be a real dive. Cleans up nice. Weather was good. Looks like spring may not be too far off. Here's hoping. And last night I got in a great little session at Ward's Pub. Crowded with folks enjoying a three-day weekend and a goodly number of great musicians sitting in.

So yeah. Nice weekend.

Rumor has it... If every man, woman and child in China took one quick step to the left at the same time, the Earth's rotation would permanently slow down five seconds.

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Save the cheerleader, save the world?

You probably already know what happens. We don't. Heroes was another one of those shows I got for Christmas and, like Lost we're in danger of getting sucked in. It's got that kid from the Gilmore Girls who has the perpetual sneer. And that guy who could be Kurt Russell's nerdy brother. And that lady who always plays a lush. And that woman who always plays someone Who Cares.

That ain't a bad thing. Kinda the opposite actually. It's a show with middling actors that really step up to some nearly-awesome writing. I think I know what's going on. Or what's going to happen, but I know enough now to know that I don't know. Ain't that something? When did TV get interesting again? (I understand that the last statement is entirely a matter of opinion. Many folks are still waiting.)

We're still fairly new into the first season. Lots more to see. Hopefully it won't mess me up as much as Lost did.

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Today's link goes to the recently notorious TVTropes.org. It's an...interesting site. I'm still not entirely sure what I think of it. This wiki-type site examines the common tropes (and cliches and such) found in fiction, with an aim, I think, of exploring trends in fiction and so forth... but it kind of comes across a bit as a spoilsport. For example...who doesn't like huge airships in fantastic-fiction settings? Armored zeppelins in alt-realities rock. Rather than celebrate this trope, however, the entry I read seemed to more be interesting in cataloging appearances of the airship in order to dismiss it.

I may be being unfair. I've not explored a lot of the site..just parts and I may not be getting the whole picture. I leave the link, though, for you to decide.