Business Musings: Wish I Could Say Gone Fishin’
I had a blog all finished for this week, and it was to auto-post late Wednesday night. It’s all about the World Science Fiction Convention and how to use conferences, but honestly, I don’t want to confuse matters.
For those of you who didn’t see the Wednesday morning post, I got into a run-in with the rental car, and have gotten injured badly enough that a long drive or an airline flight wouldn’t be smart at the moment. So I won’t be at Worldcon.
The other upshot of the injuries are that typing isn’t exactly fun right now, so I didn’t write a new blog either. Instead, I spent the day with old friends — John Rebus and DCI Alan Banks. (Mystery readers will know what I’m talking about.) I did let Dean buy me Chinese food for lunch as well.
I should be back next week. Heck, I’ve already typed more than I expected to, which is a good sign.
Those of you at Worldcon, please have fun. For the rest of you, I hope the days remaining in your week go very well. I’m heading back to my recliner, my cats, and the stack of novels on the end table.