Shannon

I forgot to tell you! Yesterday! My little article, here, on Tor.com! Lookie! And Jay’s and Ken’s stories too. Cool!

Took Auntie to the airport today (on BART and Muni, with her Suitcase of Giganticness), and then returned to the Witchnest only to turn around again and go up to Ye Olde Former Day Jobbe and do freelance work for the rest of the day. Upon returning home, long after dark, I found myself too

I go back on the South Beach Diet Monday morning. Phase 1. All the way.

Today, Auntie and I went to take the docent’s tour of San Francisco’s City Hall. This is for Top Seekrit research for a current writing project of mine (*cough DEMONHEAD cough*), so we can call it writing-related program activities. (I did return home later and edit one chapter of said book, so I had both

Me, my mom, my brother, and my dad, summer 1971. My mom sewed my outfit, including the bonnet. Or so they tell me. _________________ Successfully returned to the Witchnest today, with no travel fail whatsoever–indeed, the whole experience culminated with not only Super Duper Extra Ultimate Rockstar Parking right out front, but the same space

We unplugged Jay from the chemo pump this afternoon. It was complicated, yet also straightforward. These are the instructions: You don’t need to read them, I’m just showing you how many steps are involved with pulling out a needle. 🙂 We had to turn off the pump; wash our hands and put on gloves; pull

Low key day today. Which was all to the good. Everyone slept 8 or 9 hours last night, which (and I say again) was all to the good. Then Jay and I proceeded to do a whole lot of nothing, while the more adventuresome Shelly Rae and the Child went out and attempted to climb

I’m exhausted. I don’t sleep so well when I travel. And, um, when I have stress. At least not the first day, anyway. I have high hopes for tonight. So: Jay sums up the day’s experience, here and here. Go ahead, I’ll wait. Good? Cool. To which I would add: finding those keys? Highlight of

Or, rather, let Jay show you it. Off to the infusion center in an hour or so…onward. One foot in front of the other. More later.

I arrived safely in Portland, uneventful except for a delayed flight and the usual crazy-stupid skittering landing here. And dang, it’s cold. After settling in, Jay, Shelly Rae and I worked on the ritual Jay mentioned the other day… and yes, he did document it, so watch his space for details. I think it’s pretty