Hugo pimpage meme

It must be a meme, everyone else is doing it...

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In 2006 I published three new stories: "Primates" and "The Last McDougal's" in Asimov's and "I Hold My Father's Paws" in Albedo One. Of these I am most proud of "I Hold My Father's Paws" (which you can read online at Infinity Plus), and I hope you will consider nominating it for Best Short Story.

I also hope you'll consider nominating Bento for Best Fanzine and Kate Yule for Best Fan Writer. Bento has just missed the Hugo ballot several times, and with the Worldcon in Japan and a name like Bento I figure this might be our year :-)

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2/9/07: T minus one

Word count: 18763 | Since last entry: 998

Last work day for a while today. In the afternoon, as I found myself considering various tasks through the lens of "can I finish this today?" and spending the last hour of the day shutting everything down and making ready for a long absence (not all that long, really, only a week and a bit) I would describe my attitude as... detached.

I'm a bit nervous about the trip, actually -- worried about my health and Kate's, and concerned because I have never before traveled to someplace where I had so little comprehension of the local culture and language. The sheer magnitude of the voyage -- a full twenty-four heartbeat hours of travel each way -- is also daunting. I have never in my life traveled so far from home. (Frankly, it's not possible to get much farther from home without leaving the planet.) But that very alienness and distance guarantees a unique experience. It's going to be a heck of a ride.

There may be wi-fi, here and there, but I don't expect to blog until I return. I'll try to take pictures and keep a diary, but knowing me I'm not making any guarantees. The experience is the point, not the record of the experience.

Any feelings of foreboding I have were not ameliorated by the movie we went to see tonight, Children of Men. A brilliant movie, a spectacular tour-de-force of worldbuilding and violence. Coming home from that movie I flinched at a car coming out of a side road, and I had to remind myself aloud that I was in the real world, where most people are friendly and want to help us. When we got home we made hot chocolate to remind ourselves that our real lives are rich and sweet.

I've spent the last couple of evenings packing rather than writing. I'm not quite finished packing, but I'm going to bed now. We leave tomorrow mid-day, and arrive in Singapore on Monday.

One last thing before I go: There's an interview with me on the Sci-Phi Show podcast (http://thesciphishow.com/). You can find it at http://thesciphishow.com/audio/tspsoc29.mp3. I've only listened to half of it, but it sounds really good! I'm all, like, professional or something.

Take good care of the place while I'm gone, and I'll see you in a week.