Winding Down…
Okay, so in the last two days I’ve done a new draft of my Dying Earth story, written the 5k comics summation for YBFH, spent several hours on Clarke, finished off a critique, prepped six Amazon entries to run for the next week or two (Gwenda Bond on YA, Paulo B. on his story collection, Felix Gilman on hamsters, etc., etc.) and am in general, what with my allergies to the emerging pine pollen, wiped out.
So I leave you with a photo of my sister-blister and her drunken sea captain brother, taken when she visited Gainesville, Florida, a few weeks ago, bequeathing to me the most horrible flu in the history of humanity.
More tomorrow.
P.S. Note that Sigler’s fans have now rushed the stage. It’s either a mosh event or a bruhaha or a bruheehee or a pitched battle with switchblades. C’mon hamster apologists and toilet description enthusiasts–join in!
March 19, 2008 at 5:14 pm
Ahhhhh! – conjoined siblings, yet to be separated!
We can’t help but be suspicious now of whose hand *really* lies behind the fiction.
March 19, 2008 at 5:42 pm
Ha! I must now make it clear: I had her in a headlock, and was getting ready to punch her in the head.
March 20, 2008 at 12:29 am
You’re being attacked by rabid Sigler cultists!!!
March 20, 2008 at 3:30 am
Jeff, you sound like you have the sort of relationship with her that I’ve got with my own siblings. There’s usually teeth bared in those situations with us, as well, although in the interests of complete honesty, it’s generally a snarl rather than a grin.
I could tell stories. They’d probably make you call authorities, so I won’t, but I could.
March 20, 2008 at 10:22 am
We have a good relationship, but we do want to kill each other every once in awhile!
JV
March 20, 2008 at 12:22 pm
We do well with each other now that we’re not all living under the same roof, but it was v. touch-and-go there, for a long time, before we trickled off.
March 20, 2008 at 2:15 pm
I only want to kill you when you try to put me in a choke hold or try to throw me over your shoulder and carry me around (painful!) or try to throw me up into trees so that I’ll get lodged in the branches (he has been known to do this and it’s often hard to get down once I’m up there)! I don’t think my anger is so unreasonable… I’m curious to know when you want to kill me!
Hope you’re feeling better, bro (and I really didn’t give you that flu!!).
March 20, 2008 at 2:17 pm
Well, right about now I want to kill you. LOL.
March 20, 2008 at 2:48 pm
I tied my sister to a tree, once. Does it count?
Left here there through dinner, iirc.
Mom: “Where’s Liz?”
Moi: *blank, vague innocence* “…washing her hands?”
Liz, in tree: “$@^T!@(!@#&%^@”
Good times. :D
March 20, 2008 at 6:02 pm
I fed my kid brother dog food when he was a toddler. He said it tasted like cornbread. It was such fun being the oldest of four.
March 21, 2008 at 9:15 am
Tying your sister to a tree definitely counts! I’m sure she wanted to kill you after that! I once let a cockroach I had captured in a jar loose on Jeff just to hear him scream (very high-pitched)…