Took Pietro, my NG co-editor vacationing in Venice this week, to Burano yesterday. Just *adore* that city! He was impressed with it, too.
Staying in because I've got the cleaning lady and my parents-in-law's pooch. I have asked the former to direct her energies (and the degreaser's nozzle) to the kitchen. And so, all my pans (slightly dented) and dinner plates (cold) are on the bed this morning. Is that indicative of sex life in the bedroom while one's spouse is away? Hee. As opposed to my Sims who are having babies with different people in the neighborhood. Virtual people *do* have more fun.
List of recent woes and woohoos:
• Rejections received: Half Drunk Muse (nicely apologetic) and Strange Horizons (form letter).
• Acceptance received: ANON. Yay! I had labelled this as a lost-cause submission, but sent some work for purely masochistic reasons. It's a very classy print magazine with a rather long waiting period (3 months and up). Payment is one copy -- this isn't indicated on the website.
• Publication received: Shearsman. Very elegant and glossy!
• Announcement received: I'm a finalist (out of nearly 150 nominated) in The 2005 Robert Graves Award!! Yay!
Feeling cheeky pink today...
after a good night's rest on my new goosedown pillow -- which emits a nice fowl odor... which, in turn, probably induced my dream about Tutankhamen's cat (black and modestly loquacious).