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Nov. 27th, 2018 02:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeWell that's two adrenaline rushes I didn't need today, the first being that there's a rumor going around our cotton yarn supplier is going to close. Which I wouldn't disbelieve in this economy of kicking the board over and throwing the pieces around, but I've also had people call the store because they heard rumors we had closed. Like, years ago. So, yeah.
And then the second being that an active shooter was reported at Walter Reed Medical briefly, although as of the time I'm typing this no shooter or victim has been found so, hey, false alarm? It's an Army medical center, I would believe any number of active shooter like scenarios, including some dumbass with a service gun being stupid and someone dropping something and a person in the grip of PTSD thought it was a gunshot and, if in the company of others, could even have caused multiple 911 calls. WHO KNOWS. Not me.
Realized last night that I still haven't heard back from either Tor or Fireside about my novella or novel. I think I'm just going to say 'fuckit' until January and if I still haven't heard back from either or both by January whichever one is still out there is getting a "hem hem" letter. Not like I was doing anything to a schedule with either of those but I'd like to know, yeah? ... also I kind of want to write a Hell Caster sequel. Or plot some out anyway. I should do that regardless of the answer, really. So many things to write synopses for. And plans. And plots. And arcs. And I still haven't finished writing out the arcs for Lifestyles. Maybe I'll do that in December.
(Or, after thirty minutes of conversation with the Editrix, maybe I'll do that now. Hah. There, now I have the overarching villain, now I can plot an arc.)
And. Okay, after an hour and a half it has been learned that Walter Reed was conducting a goddamn drill which apparently no one notified anyone of so that when the people who didn't know ahead of time heard whatever it was they heard, 911 calls were made, and so on. I just. Maybe in this era of mass shootings can we NOT make a lot of people think they or their loved ones are about to die or might be dead? Maybe? Please? Oy.
All right, but that is more than enough rambling from me for one day. Life continues apace, so does the knitting, so does the writing. I'm reading an excellent book series I'll talk about later and found a source of giggling, cackling joy in it, which I much needed today.
And then the second being that an active shooter was reported at Walter Reed Medical briefly, although as of the time I'm typing this no shooter or victim has been found so, hey, false alarm? It's an Army medical center, I would believe any number of active shooter like scenarios, including some dumbass with a service gun being stupid and someone dropping something and a person in the grip of PTSD thought it was a gunshot and, if in the company of others, could even have caused multiple 911 calls. WHO KNOWS. Not me.
Realized last night that I still haven't heard back from either Tor or Fireside about my novella or novel. I think I'm just going to say 'fuckit' until January and if I still haven't heard back from either or both by January whichever one is still out there is getting a "hem hem" letter. Not like I was doing anything to a schedule with either of those but I'd like to know, yeah? ... also I kind of want to write a Hell Caster sequel. Or plot some out anyway. I should do that regardless of the answer, really. So many things to write synopses for. And plans. And plots. And arcs. And I still haven't finished writing out the arcs for Lifestyles. Maybe I'll do that in December.
(Or, after thirty minutes of conversation with the Editrix, maybe I'll do that now. Hah. There, now I have the overarching villain, now I can plot an arc.)
And. Okay, after an hour and a half it has been learned that Walter Reed was conducting a goddamn drill which apparently no one notified anyone of so that when the people who didn't know ahead of time heard whatever it was they heard, 911 calls were made, and so on. I just. Maybe in this era of mass shootings can we NOT make a lot of people think they or their loved ones are about to die or might be dead? Maybe? Please? Oy.
All right, but that is more than enough rambling from me for one day. Life continues apace, so does the knitting, so does the writing. I'm reading an excellent book series I'll talk about later and found a source of giggling, cackling joy in it, which I much needed today.
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Date: 2018-11-28 06:00 pm (UTC)Good luck with your book, at least! Novella.
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