The Luck

Saturday, February 1st, 2025 09:40 am
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What went before:  Yesterday was a sandwich:  Early good news, extremely frustrating events until Trooper's vet appointment, which was neutral (awaiting blood work), then finishing on a high note, when I received notice that Talizea was on the move and I was on for an interception in Portsmouth.

Onward!

Saturday. Snowed overnight; looks to be 2-ish inches on the front steps.

Breakfast was peanut butter and raspberry jelly on a whole wheat English Muffin. Lunch will be -- I think there's still some bean loaf left.

Those of you who've been around awhile know that writers are told to Write What You Know. So, when when Steve and I tell you about Korval's Luck, which every clan member rightly looks upon with wariness and trepidation, believe that we were are speaking from experience*.

Witness this morning, when I opened the cabinet under the bathroom sink to get zippered bag to hold things like my toothbrush and toothpaste into for my upcoming overnight -- and discovered that the pipe under the sink was leaking, and had apparently been doing so for some time. But! There was an open-mouthed plastic bag positioned by chance directly under the leak and it was full of water. It would have surely overflowed today, if I hadn't looked in.

So, now the contents of the undersink are strewn about the bathroom floor. There are some casualties, but nothing irrecoverable. The plumber of course is closed today. OTOH, I have a second bathroom, which I suppose I'll be sharing with Tali until we can get somebody on the case, after we get home.

This situation is so on-brand that I started to laugh when I found that plastic bag full of water.

So, today's to-do! Change out the cat fountain, do one's duty the cats, deal with the stuff that's strewn, convert the second bathroom to Talizea's Parlor, pack for a very peculiar overnight away, correspondence. I hope for time to write even 500 words, which looked possible before the under-sink surprise. Now -- we'll see.

I'm told that Tali is bringing All Her Stuff. I'm guessing that means her posters, too, which -- there's not very much room in the second bath to hang stuff. Maybe we can stick them to the mirrors.

Still reading Code Yellow in Gretna Green. Oh. Note to self: Make sure you have the next one on the Kindle before you leave.

That's it.

So, tell me -- what kind of luck do you have?

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*Chinese zodiac-wise, Steve was a metal tiger and I am a water dragon, both considered "lucky" signs.

Monday. . .

Monday, July 31st, 2017 11:20 am
rolanni: (Phoenix from Little Shinies)

Today is Steve's birthday, the celebrating of which we are deferring to the trip to Niagara/Binghamton.  The trip is also my birthday celebration, and! last year's anniversary-of-the-legal-marriage and this year's anniversary-of-the-legal-marriage.

Today, there is vacuuming and vacation packing.  This is a Trip in Three Parts, so packing is. . .interesting in its way.  Usually, we throw the things we'll need at the convention in suitcases, pack a train case, hand over the suitcases to the nice baggage experts at Amtrak and worry no more.

Since we'll be driving to Pittsburgh and overnighting on the road, I have packed an overnight bag, and will today be packing the purple duffle with the items that will be required on the vacation and homecoming leg of the trip.

Tomorrow, I will pack con clothes, since they are more susceptible to wrinkles than cargo pants, polo and denim shirts.

And so it goes.

I need to check my tablet to make sure that I'll have enough to read.  Fifty books on the to-be-read shelf.  Is that enough?  Maybe I should take a couple paper books to be sure I don't run out?  No, wait!  We'll be at a convention.  If I need books, I'll be able to stock up there.  Phew.

I'm really looking forward to this trip:  the convention, of course, and then the meandering road home.  I'm especially pleased to be approaching this whole segment in a state of not being depressed.

On that front, I have backed out of the last application of antidepressants, and am continuing with meditation, which has been helping decrease the noise in my head, even though I'm probably the world's worst meditator.  I'm using the guided meditation at Headspace, which I like very much, even though the occasional assertion that "thoughts are just thoughts" baffles me.  I mean, yes, thoughts are just thoughts, but I'm in the business of turning thoughts into stories, so I'm accustomed to giving thought some weight, so to speak, in my life.

I'm continuing to cut down my exposure to toxic persons, which is, sadly, an on-going task. I've cut back my presence on Facebook and on Twitter, which also helps decrease the noise in my head. . .which is not nearly as frightening as I thought it would be, having lived my whole life with a noisy head.  Maybe that's what's meant by "thoughts are just thoughts."

So, that.

For those who missed the initial announcement -- there is a new patron-only podcast up on the Lee-and-Miller Patreon page -- here's your link.

Also!  Steve and I have unlocked three earlier podcasts so that they can now be enjoyed by everyone.  Go to this link, and scroll down.

And that, I think, catches us all up.  Time to get out the vacuum cleaner and wake up all the cats.

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As mentioned Elsewhere, Steve and I will be Writer Guests of Honor at MarsCon in Minneapolis next weekend.  I know some folks will be coming in from Far Places (Alaska!), and some will be attending their first con, or their first con in years.  Below, is a quick idea of what we'll be doing when at the con.   Because this is not the final schedule, not all of the panelists are sorted, yet, so I've just noted which of us will be on each.

REMEMBER: This is not the final schedule.  You will get a final schedule in your registration packet at the convention.

This is Very Important: Steve and I will be hosting a Stuffed Animal Tea (aka a Teddy Bear Tea) on Saturday at, err, tea time -- 5:00-5:50.  Do plan on escorting your stuffed animal to tea.

Also! We will be hosting the Friends of Liad breakfast at 9:00 Saturday morning in the hotel restaurant.  For those for whom this is a new thing:  The Friends of Liad Breakfast is, basically, just a bunch of the family getting together for breakfast, to share gossip and clan news and basically catch up with each other.  Each person must come prepared to pay for their own breakfast, just like Steve and I will be paying for our breakfasts.  Looking forward to seeing all you early risers there!

Friday

4:00-4:50pm, Krushenko's. Panel: Psi Powers. Sharon Lee, Steve Miller
7:00 p.m.-, Mainstage. Opening  Ceremonies.  Sharon and Steve, and a Cast of Thousands
8:00-8:50pm, Re(a)d Mars. Panel: Clans and Families in Space.  Sharon Lee

Saturday

11:00-11:50am, Re(a)d Mars. Massive Literary Autographing I. With: Sharon Lee, Steve Miller, Michael Merriam, Kathryn Sullivan
2:00-2:50pm, Krushenko's. Fiction Reading: Sharon Lee
3:00-3:50pm, Krushenko's. Fiction Reading: Steve Miller
5:00-5:50pm, Krushenko's. Teddy Bear Tea. Sharon Lee and Steve Miller, hosts
8:00-8:50 p.m, Re(a)d Mars. Panel: Relativistic Space Travel Fiction.  Steve Miller

Sunday

11:00-11:50am, Krushenko's. Panel: Sharon Lee's "Carousel Tides" Urban Fantasy Series. Sharon Lee
1:00-1:50 p.m, Krushenko's. Literary Guests of Honor Interview. Polly Jo Peterson and ____, interviewers; Sharon Lee, Steve Miller
2:00-2:50 p.m., Krushenko's. Talk: Living a Science Fictional Life. Steve Miller
4:00pm, Mainstage. Closing Ceremonies, Steve and Sharon, and, yes, a Cast of Thousands.

Wednesday To-Do List

Wednesday, November 9th, 2016 10:25 am
rolanni: (Coffee with Rolanni)

  1. Do dishes

  2. Clean cat fountain

  3. Clean bathroom

  4. Print out section to be hand-edited

  5. Prep Number Ten Ox and load thumb drive with working files

  6. Pack

  7. Explain the schedule for the next few days to Trooper and Scrabble (also to Belle and Sprite, who will immediately forget all about it, and start to panic about elevensies on Thursday, whereupon Trooper or Scrabble will have to talk them down and Review)

Steve and I will be handing the Keys to the Cat Farm to the housesitter early tomorrow morning, after which, we'll be getting on the road to Providence, and the Rhode Island Comic Con.  Since this convention doesn't have a literature track, we will not be doing any panels, or readings, but we will be at the Wordfire Press booth in the Dealer's Room at Booth 124, signing books and creating mischief.

Everybody stay safe.

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Also known as The Next Stage in the Liaden Universe® World Tour*

AsyouknowBob, the nice folks at Baen are sending us on a small book tour in support of Trade Secret.  The tour is of the Upperish East Coast, starting on October 31 (that's Halloween!) at Pandemonium Books, in Cambridge, MA, and finishing off on November 10 (hey! that's the end of PhilCon!)

We now have the Full and Complete Itinerary of the tour, and have reproduced it below, for your convenience.  Please do plan on coming out to see us, if we happen to land at a bookstore (or a convention!) near you.  We love to meet our readers; heck we'll even sign a book for you!

Thursday, October 31, 7-9 pm
Pandemonium Books and Games, 4 Pleasant Street, Cambridge MA

Friday, November 1, 7-9 pm
The Toadstool Bookstore, 586 Nashua Street (Lorden Plaza), Milford NH

Saturday, November 2, 2-4 pm
Barnes and Noble, 98 Middlesex Turnpike, Burlington MA

Sunday, November 3, 1-4 pm
Annie's Bookstop of Worcester, 65 James Street, Worcester MA

Monday, November 4, 7-9 pm
Barnes and Noble, 7 Holyoke Street, Holyoke MA

Tuesday, November 5, 7-9 pm
Flights of Fantasy, 381 Sand Creek Road, Albany NY

Wednesday, November 6, 7-9 pm
Book Trader of Hamilton, 2421 Nottingham Way, Mercerville NJ

Thursday, November 7 (be careful! there are two events today)

Noon-2 pm :
University of Pennsylvania Bookstore, 3601 Walnut at 36th Street, Philadelphia

7-9 pm:
Chester County Book Company, 967 Paoli Pike, West Chester PA

Friday, November 8 -- Sunday, November 10
PhilCon, Crowne Plaza Hotel, Cherry Hill, NJ  

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*Note:  No, it's not really a world tour; it's just a lame joke that's been amusing us since 1998.  It's perfectly fine if it doesn't amuse you, but please don't feel compelled to tell me about how you're not amused, OK?  It's our not-really-a-world-tour and we can, and will, call it anything we like.  Thank you for your understanding.

#SFWAPro

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Herewith the triangulated preliminary schedule. Subject to change, please check the convention’s on-site material to verify day, time, panelists, room &c, &c.

FRIDAY

2-3 pm — Fantasy before Fantasy, SF before SF – The Odyssey, A Midsummer Night’s Dream, Frankenstein, Gulliver’s Travels, and Journey to the West. A look at classic works of world literature that, while not written as science fiction and fantasy, have been co-opted in the 20th and 21st centuries by speculative fiction readers and used as inspiration by the writers. Benton B
James Hollaman, Susan Satterfield, Dennis Young, Steve Miller, Issac Bell

7 pm – Opening Ceremonies

8 pm – Meet the Authors & Artists Reception

SATURDAY

10-11 am — Anne McCaffrey Memorial Panel — Discuss the life and work of one of the most award winning and influential female Scifi writers of all time. Benton B
Steve Miller, Sharon Lee, James Hollaman, Zo Leavy, Kat Donovan, Bev Hale

11 am-noon — The Good, The Bad, and the Fixable Genre writing workshops have proliferated in the last decade or so and now range from con-based three hour mini-courses to six week long marathons. Are writing workshops worthwhile for everyone? What are the warning signs you should not be a workshopper? What joys and discoveries have the panelist had for themselves or for others they’ve workshopped with? Fremont
Steve Miller, Shauna Roberts, Chris McKitterick, Lynette Burrows, Steven Gould

12-1 pm — The road to publishing — A talk with Publishers, Editors, and Authors who discuss the road to publishing along with the dead ends and potholes you might come across. Benton B
Sherry Foley, Eric Reynolds, Robert Collins, Sharon Lee, Shannon Butcher

1-2 pm – Guests of Honor session

3-4 pm – The Great Book Signing Event

5-6 pm — The Campbell Conference — Some authors are ditching the print industry all together and making a nice living off of the self publishing and novella trade for ebook. We’ll talk about the different writing styles of the two markets and why one might be more for you than another. Atlanta Ballroom
Brent Bowen, Sharon Lee, Dennis Young, David Pedersen, Steven Gould, Ursula Vernon

SUNDAY

Noon-1 pm — How hard should science fiction be? Truth told, a lot of science ficiton isn’t scientific at all, but utilizes handwavium (or Timonioum and Nonobtainium) to get the story in gear and make it run. Is today’s science fiction letting the world down? Should the writer do the math so the reader doesn’t have to? Are books that are “too sciencey” chasing readers to fantasy or online games? Freemont
Ross Hathaway, Steve Miller, Rob Chilson, Lynette Burrows

3-4 pm — PR Kicking ass in high heels: These days women can kick ass, save the world, and still have time to fall in love. But why are they still doing it in hotpants and high heels? Can heroines be a size 18 and still be beautiful? Benton B
Deb Sturgess, Cleo Hathaway, Karin Gastreich, Bev Hale, Sharon Lee

5 pm – Closing Ceremonies




Originally published at Sharon Lee, Writer. You can comment here or there.
rolanni: (greeneyes)

Quick catch-up post, here.

When last we saw our intrepid protagonists, they had just turned the sixteenth novel in the Liaden Universe®, their nineteenth collaborative novel, and her twenty-second (or her twelfth-and-a-half) to Madame the Editor at Baen.

This would have been 10 p.m.-ish on Friday, March 30.

Saturday morning we slept in, then headed south in a leisurely frame of mind.  We stopped in South Portland for a couple hours so Steve could research guitars at The Guitar Center, then continued on to beautiful Wallingford, Connecticut, where we checked into our reserved room, and went in search of dinner.

Now, a couple of neat things.  First, as we were leaving the hotel, we noticed in the parking lot an SUV with Maine tags MUSIKL.  This?  Is a truck that we often see in and around the big city of Waterville, and it was nice to know that we were in the company of a neighbor, sorta.

Next, we headed to town center, in search of dinner.  Our first choice, from the list provided by the hotel, had a line.  A Really. Long. Line.  We moved on, turning down in quick succession Sonic, Applegeeks, Chilis — and Steve said, “Here.  Neptune Diner. Baking done on premises.”

And I geeked out, because we were in Wallingford to pick up Socks, a Maine Coon Cat, from Blueblaze Cattery.  And the last time we picked up a Maine Coon Cat,  in Oneonta, New York, we met Elektra, from Blueblaze Cattery, at?

The Neptune Diner.

We asked the owner if his establishment was connected to the other one, he said no, but was amused by the story.  As I am, and Steve is, because?  We’re easily amused.

Dinner was, by the way, very good.  I can speak in for the mousaka, and Steve was very favorably impressed by the roast turkey with dressing and gravy.  Neither one of us had room for dessert.

This morning, we met Mike from Blueblaze at the hotel, took on Socks and headed north to the Cat Farm and Confusion Factory.

…and so we’re home, and about to have dinner, and a glass of wine.  Tomorrow, we have errands, and need to catch up on various things we let slide while the book was being finished.

We’ll post pictures of Socks as time permits.  In the meantime, I can assure his fans that he’s been doing a thorough exploration of the house, has located the cat boxes, been bopped on the head by Scrabble and cursed at by Mozart, so things are, yanno, proceeding with all due propriety.

I hope y’all had as pleasant a weekend as we did.

 

 




Originally published at Sharon Lee, Writer. You can comment here or there.

Errands to run

Saturday, November 13th, 2010 07:32 am
rolanni: (Exit Stage Left)
Today, I will be proceeding for some time in a southeasterly direction. Once arrived at my destination, I will do bidness, reverse directions and come home. It's a pretty day here, a condition that is promised to maintain, there, and I have a bunch of stuff to think about.

So, win.

Hope everyone has a pleasant Saturday.

See you on the flip side.
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Asyouknowbob, Steve and I will be guests of honor at Oasis 23 in Orlando, May 28-30, 2010. We plan on arriving the Thursday before the con, and we know that we don't want to be on or near an Amtrak train on Monday, May 30, Memorial Day. We hope to set up some book signings and promotional things, like we do, but! The question is if we want to take an "extra" day and have a, what do you call that thing? A vacation day.

I have never been to Florida, and wonder what there is to do in Orlando (yes, yes, but I can't imagine having enough money to actually pay for admission to SeaWorld or Happy MouseLand, or that I would actually have very much fun at either). I like aquariums, zoos, art museums, public gardens, amusement parks (though not Insanely Crowded amusement parks), antique carousels, and walking around and staring at things.

Suggestions? Comments? Warnings?

Abundant Spanish Aunts.
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...Connecticut, Rhode Island, Massachusetts, New Hampshire, and at long, long last -- Maine! I make it to be 24 hours of traveling on the yesterday-that-was.

We had a mostly uneventful trip, saving two things of note. The ...aggressively obvious presence of manymany police persons of various ilks and guises in New York Penn Station is worthy of mention. I dern near stepped on a police dog's tail (do the airports feel it necessary to broadcast a message warning travelers not to pet police dogs? I can't believe that's necessary, but clearly Amtrak thinks so). Happily, Whatever It Was that concerned this Massive Gathering of Armed People was focused on the East Gates; the regional train from Penn Station to Boston South Station left from a West Gate.

The second thing worthy of note was the Britney Spears concert last night at the Banknorth Garden -- also known as Boston North Station -- from which the Downeaster departs the city.

The approach to the station was filled with young women wearing high heels, and in various stages of undress and sobriety -- two of whom demanded that I sell them tickets ("Tickets to what?" I thought, not having remembered to check Britney's schedule beforehand) -- loud men pushing t-shirts and demanding payment, and a smattering of your garden variety panhandlers, pickpockets, and street toughs. Once we managed to dodge our way from the sidewalk to the doors of the station, we found cops in great quantities, and from them emanated the subtle suggestion of threat, which was most wonderfully calming.

(I think I forgot to mention that coming into Boston on Wednesday night, on our way to North Carolina, we walked into the chaotic leavings of a Fleetwood Mac concert, including a large fellow who bellowed something unintelligible but heartfelt at us and moved menacingly in our direction. Happily, he was drunk, and we were not, and so he ate our dust, we found a taxi, and all's well that ends that way. Clearly, we need to pay closer attention to the concert schedule at the Garden.)

Upon reaching Portland at ohmighod this morning, we bunked at the Clarion next to the train station. Arising some few hours later to discover a lovely blue and white morning, we breakfasted, then drove down to Old Orchard Beach to pay our respects to the sea before motoring on up to the so-called center of the state, stopping once for a shared sandwich, and once again, for groceries.

The cats were pleased to see us, each immediately demanded hisorher due. We have unpacked, downloaded ridiculous amounts of email, and caught up on the webcomics. Steve has gone off to do his duty as a library trustee, leaving me in charge of remembering to put the pizza in the oven.

StellarCon 33 -- the reason we undertook these two separate, but related -- journeys was wonderful. If you're in the area, you owe it to yourself to check this con out. It was small, but lively (here, look), our fellow guests were a convivial and knowledgeable lot, and I can't remember when a con has taken such warm and personal care of us. Con Manager Warren Buff ([livejournal.com profile] laminahospes) was convivial and approachable. Bill Mann went above and beyond several times, not only getting up at Unreasonable Hours(tm) of the day to pick us up and drop us off at the train station, but leaving the con to fetch us a sandwich when Sunday events suddenly piled up on us. Special thanks are due to Hope Evey ([livejournal.com profile] hopeevey), who was our point-person on the concom and who met every challenge with good humor and good sense.

All of the panels I was on were interesting, even if we did from time to time stray from the core question, and Opening Ceremonies was, I thought, particularly apt. In addition, we were able to spend some time with Barbara Karpel, Glennis LeBlanc ([livejournal.com profile] missingvolume), [livejournal.com profile] elektra_h, Mike Hammond, Susan (whose last name I've just blanked on), Robert and Freda Stearns. In sum? I had a grand, grand time.

Two more things of note before I sign off to herd pizza: Buzzy Multimedia interviewed Steve and me for about 45 minutes on Sunday. Eventually, that interview will be on YouTube. Watch this space for further news on that.

The Baen Traveling Slide Show was also recorded at Stellarcon and will eventually likewise be accessible to those who weren't able to make the con (and those who were able to make the con, too). As soon as I have more information on that, I'll post it here.

...and now...good-night. I have to work tomorrow. Wonder how that'll go?
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It snowed/sleeted/rained today, and then there was fog. Happily, the worst of it was done -- except the fog; that came later -- by the time we got on the road to Portland. We had built extra time into the schedule because of early predictions of vile weather, and so were a couple hours early to the Amtrak station. No worries, though; Steve had done some research via Google Maps and found Espo Trattoria, just a couple blocks away from the station. We motored there and sat ourselves down for an Italian dinner. Steve had the meat ravioli, which looked positively wonderful and I had the five cheese lasagna,which was every bit as wonderful as his looked, but! was very much bigger than my head, and would have fed Steve, me and three friends. Our very attentive and friendly waitress offered to box it up for me, and I would have accepted in a heartbeat, if I'd been going home. Alas, the thought of slugging a lasagna to Boston on the train failed to appeal, so the lasagna, victorious, was retired.

Despite lingering over coffee, we were still early to the train station. I fiddled with The Leewit, failed to capture the station wifi, read the paper, and watched part of a family drama before it was time to board the Downeaster.

The train is thin of company -- Steve and I are the only passengers in business class. However, Will, the cafe attendant let us know that their return trip is booked solid, due to the convergence of several Very Interesting Concerts in Boston tonight. Needless to say, we're giving Will plenty of room to rest.

We'll be pulling in to North Station in a little under an hour, then a taxi ride to the hotel and an early start tomorrow, traveling to High Point North Carolina by way of New York City, Baltimore Maryland, and Points South.

Lighted windows flow past my window here on the train, and I already miss the cats.

'night.

Blogging live from the Amtrak Downeaster

And that's a wrap

Sunday, August 3rd, 2008 06:43 am
rolanni: (dragon)
We'll shortly be on our way to the train station, ceding our places here to the house sitter (who is, thank Ghod, an Experienced Cat Doser).

If you're traveling, go safely. If you're staying home, remember to look up, and watch the stars.

See you on the flip side.
rolanni: (flittermouse)
The house sitter is on her way in, and we're on our way South.

May drop in from the road, may not.

Y'all be good.
rolanni: (flittermouse)
It has come to my attention that I will be traveling this summer (via train, all the way to the City in the Clouds and back). This means that I will have to find locks, at least two, for my beloved purple backpack (which, by the way, clashes or works against every article of clothing I own. And that is why I Love It. Here's a picture). I thought, of course, that this would be an Easy Project, but locks have gotten complicated since the last time I felt the need to lock something up. (Come to think of it, the dufflebag that goes into through transit prolly ought to get locked, too. My previous philosophy regarding these things was that, if somebody wanted a ratty pair of jeans so bad that they were willing to risk their hand in my luggage, their need was greater than mine.)

Do I really want a TSA-compatible lock? I mean, the reason I'm locking things is to keep people out of my stuff, not to make it easier on them. Which is better, a key-lock or a tumbler-lock? Should I, really, even bother?

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