Wednesday morning huh?

Regarding Amazon (yes, yes, me, too; in spades): It would appear that the Clueless and Stupid letter from The Amazon Kindle Team IS Amazon's Official Explanation of Their Actions.

Just. . .Wow.

Macmillan books are still not available for sale on Amazon.com.

Whatever issues a shout-out for author support at bookstores that are more interested in selling books than in Galactic Dominion.

Edited to add: Indiebound takes this moment to remind you that Macmillan books are at their website and at thousands of independent bookstores across the country.

In other news, I came home from work yesterday a very sick woman, and took immediately to my bed. I'm not feverish this morning, so! Off to work I go, I go.

Sigh. [whine] This, to me, is the single, most unforgivable perversion of the day-job: I go to work sick, and come home too worn out to do the actual real work that needs doing.[/whine]

Mozart's eye is very much better, which is a relief...and I need to make coffee.

Books Read in 2010

'Till We Have Faces, C.S. Lewis
The Thirteenth Tale, Diane Setterfield
The Ten-Cent Plague:  The Great Comic Book Scare and How it Changed America, David Hajdu
Bridge of Birds, Barry Hughart

All the bad boys are standing in the shadows; and the good girls are home with broken hearts

So, the day-job. Still out straight. I did get to make a rum-demon poster that I'm pretty pleased with, so that was good. Ended the day feeling better, physically, than I'd begun, which was also good, though I was not necessarily in charity with humans as a race. Came home swearing that I would rest and Be Sensible, and wound up finishing up the tax forms for the accountant.

...since I was in a bad mood, anyway.

This is a new accountant. She did not believe me, when I explained in our initial meeting about Writer's Incomes, the Uncertainty Thereof. Surely, said she, you know what you're going to be paid during the year. No, I answered; I know, sorta, what I'm owed -- if I have active contracts, or books that are to be delivered, or on-pubs that will go live -- and not counting royalties, which are always a crapshoot. When I'll be paid what I'm owed...is subject to a certain amount of Flexibility. Nonsense, she opined.

Why is it that no one believes that the people who actually live the life can't possibly be describing the particulars of that life accurately? Yes, it's an idiotic way to make a living; accept that we're idiots and move on, already.

In any case, this document here ought to be a real eye-opener for her.

Tomorrow, I have a mid-morning appointment 'way away from here. Hoping to make it back to the day-job by the afternoon, but nothing's writ in stone.

My long-term goal, insofar as I have one, and aside living through the remainder of the week, which ought to be manageable, is to write this weekend. *shows teeth and glares around the room* Everybody OK with that?