I think our fourteen year old cat Bella, who was not name...

I think our fourteen year old cat Bella, who was not named after the Twilight character, is a vampire. She doesn't eat, she sleeps all day, she nibbles on me. She's rejected the tuna-flavored medicine and isn't fond anymore of the catnip-flavored; they should make a mice-blood flavor.





I meant to post this a while back and forgot. This is a photo of the copy of Wheel of the Infinite I murdered to make the ebook version:



I guess I need to just save the cover jacket and throw the rest away.

links:

PW: Genreville Calls for Submissions Small presses looking for diverse characters.

Science Fiction & Fantasy Translation Awards collecting nominations of works that qualify for the ballot.


Kidlit: Social Networking Abuse
Sometimes people do things to get noticed that they wouldn't ordinarily do, all because the Internet makes them feel bolder.

Chuck Wendig: The Publishing Cart Before the Storytelling Horse
Traditionally-published authors are not slave labor. They're not idiots or fools. They've not made "the wrong choice." You went one way. They went another. Sometimes your paths converge; other times, they do not.