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The Aughts: Waving Good-bye
Thursday, December 31st, 2009 12:45 pmWow, what a ride. At least we survived the living of it.
At the beginning of the aught-somethings, I was, serially, executive director, vice president and president of the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America, necessitating several years' recuperation.
George W. Bush ascended to the presidency of the United States of America -- twice. And I did not move to Canada, though the news of the second election reached us while we were in St. John.
Sixteen novels were published of which I was co-author or author; two collections; ten chapbooks; nine shorter works in venues other than chapbooks. Meanwhile, we-or-I wrote a dozen novels and nineteen shorter works.
Steve and I were honored guests at ten conventions; and panelists at seven WorldCons. I managed to get to our "local" con, Boskone, five times in nine years, and to AlbaCon four times.
We replaced the roof on the house, and also the windows. I serially owned three cars: a 1990 Plymouth, a 1998 Altima, and 2000 Subaru.
I played chauffeur and moral-support while Steve heroically undertook the rebuilding of his mouth.
We had two publishers die under us. In 2006 Embiid folded; followed by Meisha Merlin, in 2007.
In January 2007, I went "back to work" as an academic secretary at Colby College.
Baen picked us up in 2007 (making the third time our career has risen from the dead), while Webscriptions took up the electronic rights.
We lost four cats (Nicky derFluffer, Kodiak Felicia Browne, Hypatia, and Max!). We also gained four (Mozart, Scrabble, Dulsey, and Hexapuma), one of whom (young Dulsey) was subsequently established elsewhere.
Steve and I celebrated the 20th through the 29th anniversaries of our marriage, and the 22nd through 31st anniversaries of merging our households together.
I somehow went from being 48 to 57 years old. Funny 'bout that.
At the beginning of the aught-somethings, I was, serially, executive director, vice president and president of the Science Fiction and Fantasy Writers of America, necessitating several years' recuperation.
George W. Bush ascended to the presidency of the United States of America -- twice. And I did not move to Canada, though the news of the second election reached us while we were in St. John.
Sixteen novels were published of which I was co-author or author; two collections; ten chapbooks; nine shorter works in venues other than chapbooks. Meanwhile, we-or-I wrote a dozen novels and nineteen shorter works.
Steve and I were honored guests at ten conventions; and panelists at seven WorldCons. I managed to get to our "local" con, Boskone, five times in nine years, and to AlbaCon four times.
We replaced the roof on the house, and also the windows. I serially owned three cars: a 1990 Plymouth, a 1998 Altima, and 2000 Subaru.
I played chauffeur and moral-support while Steve heroically undertook the rebuilding of his mouth.
We had two publishers die under us. In 2006 Embiid folded; followed by Meisha Merlin, in 2007.
In January 2007, I went "back to work" as an academic secretary at Colby College.
Baen picked us up in 2007 (making the third time our career has risen from the dead), while Webscriptions took up the electronic rights.
We lost four cats (Nicky derFluffer, Kodiak Felicia Browne, Hypatia, and Max!). We also gained four (Mozart, Scrabble, Dulsey, and Hexapuma), one of whom (young Dulsey) was subsequently established elsewhere.
Steve and I celebrated the 20th through the 29th anniversaries of our marriage, and the 22nd through 31st anniversaries of merging our households together.
I somehow went from being 48 to 57 years old. Funny 'bout that.
