Due to Hurricane Irene, the signing at Flights of Fantasy has been canceled. I know that in terms of what Irene might bring, this is pretty mild, but I’m still more than a little cranky about it. I was really looking forward to being there, to meeting Lena Roy, to reading my work and seeing new people . . . and now I’m stuck at home, where the rain has just now started.
At least I have something to keep me occupied. I’ll finish up some of the administrative work for this year’s Viable Paradise workshop, and then…hm.
You know, I wonder if I can finish this novel in a weekend? It’s not like I’m going anywhere.