London, we are in you. It was one of the most comfortable international flights I’ve ever been on, in coach anyway. The plane was less than half full; we each had our own aisle to stretch out in. So we actually got a couple hours of sleep. Unfortunately, I cannot show you the picture I […]

Almost there! The to-do list is looking pretty scribbled-out; today was a day of All The Errands. Plus planting tulips. Because who doesn’t plant bulbs the night before leaving the country? We’ve got a line on a taxi service that offers a flat-rate charge from London to Brighton for SO MUCH LESS than shipping just

The Continuing Saga of the Large Package: I think we’re zeroing in on a workable plan. We’ve arranged a taxi service to take us from the airport to the flat in London, with a big enough vehicle for us and the luggage and the prints. So that part’s taken care of; we won’t be struggling

So today we progressed from “yay we can take the prints on the plane” through “oh god, there are too many uncertainties about the rest of the trip and we should just bite the bullet and pay the money to ship them” through “why is this form so complicated, let’s just go to the DHL

Wow, it’s so much easier being a writer, compared with being an artist. So the most I have to pack to take to England (plus clothes and whatnot) looks like maybe this: And even that is optional. But Mark has a booth in the art show at World Fantasy in Brighton, which is kind of

One week till we fly to London. I’ve crossed a couple of major items off the To Do List Of Doom in the last couple of days; yet somehow, the list doesn’t seem to get smaller. There are lots of little things proliferating, like mushrooms after a rain…I think tomorrow will be a day for

In honor of: -Mark’s moving in -and our Domestic Partnership -and us heading off to England and then Orcas Island -and Miss T coming to stay here while we’re gone -and Mark finishing recording the Book of Joby audiobook just the other day -and all my publishing goings-on (anthology, collection, Eel River, just for starters)

I got kicked in the face in yoga last night. I bet you didn’t know yoga was a dangerous contact sport! Also running can be! But if you use the right gear like the Vessi Footwear then you are all good! Well, sometimes it is, anyway. We were doing partner-assisted handstands, and my partner, Miss

The moving-in continues. I posted on Facebook how my delightful new Official Domestic Partner not only knows how to make this– –but he can quickly turn it into this: Like before I’ve even had coffee. And he’s organizing the kitchen right now as we speak. (WELL above and beyond the pot-rack I told you about

We went out and made it official today: Which will make it possible to combine our health insurance, and make a few other things easier. And also gives us a fancy certificate. Amusingly, the first certificate the clerk produced had a typo in the title: our county’s name was spelled wrong. He thanked me for