With the rewrite of From Earth I Have Arisen complete, I spent most of last week prepping for Osfest, which proved to be a grand time. Had some good panels, including a lively discussion of Hollywood’s endless love affair with remakes, for which I might have contributed an original thought or two. I also enjoyed the panel on killing your characters, which included some great insights and anecdotes from guest of honor David Weber.
As has become something of a tradition, I once again played RoomCon. And in another tradition,
Travis Heermann once again transformed me. This year, I became Satan:
Note the hair.
My reading on Sunday seemed to go pretty well, too. I read "Odd Jobs" and got laughs in most of the right places. As it happens, I still need to do another (minor) revision of this story, but the version I read is pretty close to the finished product.
And speaking of "Odd Jobs," that just happens to be my project for this week.
And then . . . and then . . . then I might finally get to . . . dare I say it? Dare I even think it?
Yes, I dare: Work on the next novel.
I know. Gives me chills, too.
No updates for Write Club.
And I’m out.
