Baby needs a new hot water heater. Estimated $600. Am now too depressed to write rejection letters. (Really, I can’t write them when I’m down or they come out sounding awful and mean.) Luckily, I had a book deal last week, so I can pay for this.
Also, laptop is doing a funny pixelated green screen thing. That’s not good either, I suspect.
And it’s raining.
At least I got one manuscript finished, another read, and seven partials with notes done this weekend after being such a slacker last weekend (oh, wait — Comicon counts as work!). Now I just have to convert notes to actual response letters (see first paragraph).
The weekend was definitely saved by getting to attend a Veda Hille concert last night with wojsvenwoj, mcurry, Vienna Teng, and other Ectophiles. Sure made getting home at 2 AM worth it. Must now put new album on Christmas wishlist. (ETA: To the Writers Institute Saturday dinner gang — I got my Old Fashioned, finally!)