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My friend Adrienne Crezo, who edits the Best Damn Creative Writing Blog, and who also raises bonsai giraffes in her spare time, recently invited me to write a guest post for her blog.

Hey, we all make mistakes, right?  She had a good run going, with some terrific posts from a string of interesting people.  I made certain that came to a screeching halt.  Instead of being interesting or funny or thoughtful, I decided to lay bare the quivering ball of neurosis that lurks deep in the soul of many writers. 

You can read my post here. 

And speaking of not believing the internet exists…

It’s been a tough couple of weeks.  But enough of my whining.

When I was in Sydney back in September, my friend — the up-and-coming superstar of Angry Robot, Jo Anderton — recommended a visit to the Galaxy Bookshop.  There I met a cheery and affable bookseller by the name of Mark Timmony.  He generously allowed me to deface some stock, and even wanted to know whether I’d be interested in defacing the store’s blog, too.

Well, sure.

Somebody pointed me to this news about a mysterious missile launch that happened off the Los Angeles coast on Monday.

Officially, anyway, and so far, nobody is stepping forward about this.  The DoD, Navy, and Air Force claim no knowledge of the object or its origin. The FAA claims no knowledge of the incident.  Vandenberg Air Force Base and the Naval Air Station at Point Mugu both deny responsibility.

I’d be worried that it was a test by an Iranian stealth sub, or that the Giant Pacific Octopus has finally made its move, if not for one line in the article that caught my attention:

I wish I didn’t have to wait almost a full year before the World Fantasy Convention rolls around again.  I always have a terrific time at WFC.  I never manage to make it to much programming, because I’m usually having too much fun catching up with friends, and cramming as much socialization as possible into the weekend. 

Egregious name dropping follows below the cut.

Apropos of nothing, this has been stuck in my head for months.