A vague stirring to notify Sex Sceners of the October Issue of Locus, online, with yours truly pictured within the illustrious pages. Even more illustrious is my company in said picture--brilliant writers and people both. Guess the Great Secret is out, for what little it's worth. Sorry Greg (formerly the Only One who knew this mug by sight.)
Aight. Sinking back into winter, plotting new novels, praying for your heathen souls, punk rock concerts, righting legislative wrongs, and bustling 'round readying for snowboarding.
New board pants are orange, yo.