One of my favorite up-and-coming authors, Heather Wildman, recently interviewed me for her blog: Smudged Sanity.
Bedlam and Belfire – My guest today is Ms. Jodi Lee. Jodi has been in the business as both writer and editor for nearly a decade. Beyond writing and editing, Jodi currently does graphic design work, as well as taking on the role of publisher and EiC for both Belfire Press and The New Bedlam Project.
There’s a whirlwind in my life, kicking up the dust and scattering bits of notes and paper and paper cups and lunch wrappers everywhere.
Yeah, that’s the dust devil. He lives here now, I assume, since I heard him snoring in the closet on Friday night…or should I say, early Saturday morning. I’ve known drunks that can stumble through a house with less noise than that devil. Sure, there were things flying all over the living room and kitchen as he made his way to the closet, but damn… maybe it was all the beer bottles he’d picked up across the way.
Anyway, metaphorically speaking of course, my life has become barely constrained chaos in the last months and I want to apologize for the lack of postings about nothing, the lack of comments on others’ blogs (I miss ya’ll… ) and lack of twitter/facebook/myspace/yourspace/goodreads/meez/blah blah blah presence.
I’m currently formatting CM for e-book mode, wrapping up things on Church Street, doing business end (heehee I said end) work, promotions, and editing for two clients besides. I’ve picked up two other clients in the design/editing arenas but thankfully those are later in the year. Lastly, I’ve been reading the initial submissions for both Belfire Press and TNBP.
Somewhere in there I went to the bathroom and made another pot of coffee or fifty.
I have taken a few breaks lately to stop by Pogo, and the crazy guys from Skullvines Press’ new forum and occasionally stop by Choate Road and Graveside Tales as well. The problem is, I’m doing mostly promotions when I do, and missing out on whatever’s going on.
A blanket congratulations to everyone with accepted stories or novels in the last two months, and a blanket hug and better luck next time to those who had stories rejected. Big blanket thank-yous to people that bought Courting Morpheus from whatever venue you chose to do so, and thanks again to those who had ordered the hardcover but were disappointed because we canceled it. I still hope the offer was good enough to assuage some of the disappointment!
Speaking of Courting Morpheus – thank you to Amy Grech who gave us a five-star rating at Goodreads! *happydance*
Also, somewhere in there I became an official auntie, and I’m horrified to see I didn’t mention it here. Someday, Bella will have to forgive me… My youngest brother, Jordan (he of the masterful PR and marketing for Belfire/TNBP) and his friend Ashley had a baby girl, Isabella Marie, in February. While on his way to see his new daughter, Jordan was in a really, really bad car accident – but stubborn youngster that he is, he signed himself out of the hospital at the first opportunity, and continued on to see Bella. He’s doing physio-therapy twice a week and sees the neuro-doc in May. Hopefully his “hump” arm will get near-full function again, if not full. BTW – he’d meant to say gimp arm, not hump arm, and now it’s kinda stuck.
I am working through the mountain of slush reading, and edits for clients, so while all that is going on, I will be pretty quiet. Hope ya’ll understand, and I know you will – I caught up some on blogs and I know most of you are in just about the same situations! o_O
It’s just another manic Monday
I wish it were a Sunday
‘Cause that’s my funday
My I don’t have to runday
It’s just another manic Monday
The weekend started off sucky, and it just carried on through to today. Granted, the girls and I had a good day away in the city, but I came home to misunderstandings and anger and stuff coming out of the walls that is better just left in.
The weekend was the weekend and it is what it is. At this point, what started off as an insult quickly turned to a laugh, and that rode the rapids into misunderstanding. <-- At least, I hope I'm misunderstanding some things, cuz if I'm not --> can I slow the train down?
I just want to post some of my work-stuff here, quickly, to keep everyone straight on what’s where and why:
1st: My personal email address is not functioning properly, therefore I am not using it or checking it daily. Maybe weekly.
2nd: I am the only person doing the slush reading, website and formatting for TNBP and Belfire. I have very little spare time.
3rd: My personal email address is not the place to query in regards to TNBP, Belfire and LeeLite.
4th: I freelance besides TNBP and Belfire. I have full work days, and am often slushing at night besides, to keep up.
I’ve snagged certain formats on a million little burr-hooks, so I’ll be working that plus the non-Belfire editing gigs the rest of this week. I was supposed to be doing those today as well, but..sidelined by a trip to the city to see the specialist. And eat at Ducky’s. <-- world's best fish & chip shop. Mmm…. drool. Which brings us to our main point of blogging this fine eve.
We made it to the clinic in plenty of time to nearly fall asleep in the waiting room. Granted, our wait was only about 30 minutes, but we were that lethargic from the HUGE lunch (have I mentioned the awesomeness that is Ducky’s fish & chips? No? TehAwesome!). Dr. Levin called us in, did the question thing, did the “poke the light in the ears, up the nose, depressor on tongue say awwww” thing and said two things (yes, two, although one of them coming from her was entirely unexpected) I’ve been wanting to hear for nearly two years (we went back and checked, her first infection was in June, not October).
Sleep study.
Tonsils come out.
In that order.
The only reason they’re doing the sleep study first is to rule out apnea, since Rhia has said that Care stops breathing in her sleep sometimes. Mostly it seems to happen when she’s sick, so it could just be a result of the tonsils/adenoids being swollen at that time.
Still, at some point between now and August, those puss-filled bags of infected goo will come out. Okay, alright… they’re not puss-filled and infected right now, but it made you go urk a bit, didn’t it? Didn’t it?
Damn. x-P
And that’s our weird, good, manic day in a teacup. Who’s heading into Tut-tut Tuesday with me?
(damn…spent far too much time doing Brit accents and stuff today. Sorry.)