Writing at the coffee shop tonight, first time in months. Engaged in naughty writerly gossip, but did not succumb to peer pressure and accompany jaylake and karindira to the bar, staying behind to keep butt in chair and hands on keyboard. Finished chapter 3. Go me.
Also, today's mail brought my author copy of the Spring 2007 issue of Robot, with the Italian translation of "Tk'Tk'Tk." The coolest thing about these foreign translations is that most of them have interior illos. Most US magazines don't have interior illustrations any more, and it is very very cool to see all the different artists' interpretations of my story. (Photos coming soon.)