Tag surfer. Totally recommend it.
Found this as I lay for a second day sick and mucousy and it spoke to me. Didn’t hurt that Damyanti had posted earlier that day on much the same thing.
I’ll be gone for the rest of the month – minimum – so aside from Monday Meme’s which are done through the month, and a few other posts I blogged ahead, I won’t post again until I’ve finished some writing projects.
Check your RSS.
Hope to see you when I get back.
But don’t blame me, Julie’s been busy. So per her request, I am asking that you link me some good blog (her too if you want or her instead of me if you prefer). Any good blog post you’ve written or read? Link it and share it with the world (okay, not the world. just the few souls who graciously bless this site with their time and attention).
Here is mine:
Where is yours?
Apparently I can attend the San Francisco Blogher Convention via Second Life which is a live Sim like online environment. Can get the streaming of the sessions and even attend the social gatherings.
I am thinking the only real inducement to do this would be that you get to (I presume) construct an avatar to represent. Mine would be rail thin with long hair that wouldn’t frizz in the SF humidity and wearing awesomely comfortable Lululemon attire.
Life conspired and I am just not going to get to go to Blogher – again – this year. Not even their mini-events. Why don’t they hold mini-events in Canada? Western Canada not Toronto or Montreal. Do Americans know the names of any other Canadian cities? Or that it extends past the eastern border? Nothing ever seems to find us in Alberta (except for Calagary which no one would remember at all if the Olympics hadn’t come here once).
Oh well, I am reworking an old novella for a manuscript contest and don’t really have the time as the deadline is September 15th. This in spite of the fact that at CanWrite* last week hopeful authors to be were told that unless they had a heartwarming animal story, a bent for erotica or an every person memoir with an inspirational twist lying about they could pretty much forget about being published in the current market.
My memoir has taken an inspiration turn and is back “in the shop” for the time being, but I couldn’t even read an animal story much less write one and Rob is the better erotica writer – trust me.
There is always next summer.
*I missed CanWrite because I was being a good daughter and mother in the States. Last summer I didn’t know about it until it was over.
