Climb me a crooked oak, scar-face, bible-black
Just received word from Jay Lake that my story "The White Swan" has been accepted for his anthology TEL : Stories. Given that this puts me in the same table of contents as Tim Pratt, Jeff VanderMeer, and
nineweaving—and who knows who else?—this is even nicer than I'd thought.
I have also, finally, added some interests to my profile, so that you can see what manner of thing it is that generally obsesses me. (I admit that some of these are screamingly obvious.) I'm amused by the fact that, as of this entry, I seem to be the only person on the whole of LiveJournal who has put down "not one of us" as an interest. I guess it's appropriate.
You may look like we do, talk like we do, but you know how it is . . .
I have also, finally, added some interests to my profile, so that you can see what manner of thing it is that generally obsesses me. (I admit that some of these are screamingly obvious.) I'm amused by the fact that, as of this entry, I seem to be the only person on the whole of LiveJournal who has put down "not one of us" as an interest. I guess it's appropriate.
You may look like we do, talk like we do, but you know how it is . . .

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I'll be over here, prosaic and boring, and yet possessed of all the yummy chocolate. Oooh, and I finished Tam Lin, by the way. You're tall, angular, long-tressed and dwell among classicists; did you come out of a hillside sometime in the early twentieth century?
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You're tall, angular, long-tressed and dwell among classicists; did you come out of a hillside sometime in the early twentieth century?
Not that I can recall. But you know, it's been so long, the memories all start to blur together after a while . . . When was it they wore crinolines?
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