Of course nothing comes without a price. Even with the fabulous deal that allowed us to get two snazzy computers, we spent heapos of money and just in time for the holidays. Also, I'll be spending a great deal of time tomorrow transferring files from Gypsy and Snape to Jasmine. I bought a pretty nice thumb drive for a great price (select sizes are on sale at Office Max right now, btw, for those of you in need of a bigger one) to help facilitate but I don't believe Gypsy has a USB port, which means anything on Gypsy has to be moved over to Snape first. Yee. Ha.
In OryCon news, OryCon is over! Yay! I didn't sell any art, but that's all right. I have never felt so lucky and blessed coming out of a convention as I have this one. I met a writer friend's cousin who is raising an Asperger's child and we traded stories and wisdom. I had moment of joyful hope when I learned from a great friend about a quiet insight given to someone else. I had a highly respected writer tell me surreptitiously (he was clever about it too) in front of an audience how much he valued a certain woman's critiques (mine, though they didn't know unless they knew inside info on the Lucky Labs.) I had praise coming at me from all sides right at the moments when I felt the most pressure from managing a hydra of a workshop. I learned a huge amount. I got to spend time with people I dearly love but seldom see, hour after hour. I had some great meals. I had yummy drinkies. I was invited to be a guest panelist at Radcon (I am so going to that now.) I managed to get autographs from Peter S. Beagle and Ursula LeGuin. On and on.
I missed out on spending time with my husband and kids, never got to the dance despite the fact that the music seemed really decent, I missed a lot of fabulous parties, and although I got to chat with a lot of neat people I didn't get to visit with as many as I would have liked to. I needed at least three clones of me, preferably four. But I don't regret how I spent my time. I would have liked to have done more, but the few hours of sleep I managed to snatch were barely enough to get me through. So there we have it, the limitations of a human being. I guess it makes everything that I experienced that much more precious, knowing how little capacity I have.
And now, back to our regularly scheduled Nano. Well, except that I can't work on it yet. But it's in my head, raring to go!
And Jasmine is all excited because I named my sexy new computer after him. Except I was thinking more of the fragrant white flower.
Jas: "You were not!"
Me: "I was. Your grace is just an undercurrent nuance."
Jas: "Whatever you have to tell yourself to think you're in control of how much you want me."