Picocon!

I know I can be ditzy, but I can't believe I've forgotten to announce that I will be at Picocon tomorrow.  The date has crept up on me, like a ninja mold. But in a good way!

Fellow guests are Justina Robson and Adrian Czjazkowski (whom I've never met, so this will be cool), woo-hoo! 

I will be reading from the untitled, uncontracted and otherwise mysterious proto-novel I've been wrestling with since roundabout October, the one inspired by a conversation with kaz_mahoney in which the protagonist is named in accordance with The Kaz's wishes. I will also mutter about random things. There will be a panel, and the blowing-up of Stuff (in the non-Justina-Robson sense, I hope).

In other news, half-term has been particularly disobedient and scruffy. My to-do list has run me to ground and I have the persistent sensation that everything I'm trying to do is falling apart not by increments, but in large squashy irretrievable chunks. I'm shirking various things even by taking the time to string adjectives.  Gah!

PS I was going to disable comments because I probably won't have time to answer them, but then waffled. Still waffling.