Late yesterday afternoon, Rogue called to see if I'd be at last night's Crüxshadows show at The Masquerade. We'd only just found out about the show earlier in the day (the whole world passes me by), and I was utterly exhausted from writing all day, and Spooky was tired, and we very reluctantly bowed out. I've not seen Rogue or Jessica or Rachel since Dragon*Con 2004, and I felt like a fekkik, not being able to muster the energy to get up off my ass and get dressed and drag my sorry, aging carcass a few measly blocks to the show. I suck, but, if you happen to be in Jacksonville, FL on Saturday evening, you can catch The Crüxshadows at Thee Imperial and you will not suck.
I also can't shake the feeling that I ought to be in Madsion at WFC, which began yesterday, but, like I said, I don't know how most writers can afford to do cons they aren't paid to attend.
Thanks to tjcrowley for this link, which will forever lay to rest many of your questions about the joys of elvish sex. And then there this (thanks, Kirin), which may herald a new age of palaeontology wherein actual science and field work are replaced by sloppy Photoshop compositing.
That's about it for now. However, later today I will make another entry with some very exciting news regarding the vignette subscription service. Meanwhile, please have a look at our current eBay auctions ("Buy It Now" purchases get monster doodles). Among other things, we have the trade paperback of Silk for only $9.99. Thanks!