The Box from LL Bean arrived. The slippers are already on my feet, and the fleece-lined flannel shirt? Baby, this garment is never coming off of my body.
Today’s regular mail brought royalties — that’s statements and checks — for electronic sales made through Baen.com. So, yay! money in the mail.
Yesterday, we turned in “Block Party,” the requested seasonal story in support of Neogenesis. This one was something of a challenge, because the request was for “seasonal,” and one naturally doesn’t like to disappoint one’s editor. However, neither Liadens nor Surebleakeans can possibly celebrate “Christmas;” nor were we persuaded that they would celebrate any of the other winter holidays native to our own Earth. What that meant was that we had to figure out the “notes” for a seasonal story, and try to construct an in-world story that hit those notes. Not really sure we did it right, but our editor promises a quick reading.
Today, it’s back to
the salt mines Fifth of Five. But first? Lunch, and perhaps even a nap.
Everybody have a good day.