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May. 10th, 2012 01:11 pmI'm starting to gear up for book-coming-out ( I meet most of the Momentum people tomorrow!) and I realised that I've been caught up in how difficult this last year has been. It's about time I remembered just how amazing and wonderful this last year has been.
This time last year I was in the final stages of getting ready for the UK/France.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
brisingamen then interviewed me in London at the BSFA and I fell in love with the BSFA. I kept on falling in love with its members at the masterclass. That was a heck of a week.
The next week, of course, was Leeds. Not only did my conference paper get good questions and much support, but I made a whole heap of new friends (who are reading this right now, poor souls) and re-discovered just how amazingowlfish and a_d_medievalist are. Also fjm, though that was prior to Leeds. In between London and Leeds I spent some gorgeous time with Elizabeth Chadwick and snuck a day in her library, to advance my time travel novel.
Then was York and more friends and more meetings and more work and then Paris and the same. When I finally got to the south of France, I discovered that the location for my novel was as perfect as a location can be, for William-my-epic-hero turned out to have a sense for beauty as well as his other manifest virtues.
My last day of the trip was full of quite different people to the ones I had been expecting, but no less wonderful. And that one month made up for a lot of the difficulties preceding.
Since then, my life has been dross... And that's a baldfaced lie. The minute I got back, I broke into book fever, because the Conflux food history book had to come out. Hundreds of fans, eating together, leading to a book. I still love that thought. And then we had a gorgeous launch at Conflux and a most beautiful final banquet. And then there was the nice email from Momentum (which means I will have had a book published each year for four years and have finally stopped claiming I'm not a writer) and after that, the Women's History Month celebration, with all those amazing thoughts from writers and editors and others.
And throughout it all, I have written my BiblioBuffet column and a bunch of other things. last week I counted up the published words I had for the last twelfth months and they scared me, so I uncounted them again.
In matters of less note, I keep discovering myself as a quoted source (mainly from this blog) for rare words. I may not use them often, but apparently I use them exactly. Online dictionaries say so!
If I weigh all these against the bad things of the 3 months, the eye problem, the burglary and the impossible (and impossibly expensive) teeth fade, as they should. Although, I admit, all in all, my life is more like a carnival than it ought to be.
This time last year I was in the final stages of getting ready for the UK/France.
brisingamen then interviewed me in London at the BSFA and I fell in love with the BSFA. I kept on falling in love with its members at the masterclass. That was a heck of a week.The next week, of course, was Leeds. Not only did my conference paper get good questions and much support, but I made a whole heap of new friends (who are reading this right now, poor souls) and re-discovered just how amazing
owlfish and a_d_medievalist are. Also fjm, though that was prior to Leeds. In between London and Leeds I spent some gorgeous time with Elizabeth Chadwick and snuck a day in her library, to advance my time travel novel.Then was York and more friends and more meetings and more work and then Paris and the same. When I finally got to the south of France, I discovered that the location for my novel was as perfect as a location can be, for William-my-epic-hero turned out to have a sense for beauty as well as his other manifest virtues.
My last day of the trip was full of quite different people to the ones I had been expecting, but no less wonderful. And that one month made up for a lot of the difficulties preceding.
Since then, my life has been dross... And that's a baldfaced lie. The minute I got back, I broke into book fever, because the Conflux food history book had to come out. Hundreds of fans, eating together, leading to a book. I still love that thought. And then we had a gorgeous launch at Conflux and a most beautiful final banquet. And then there was the nice email from Momentum (which means I will have had a book published each year for four years and have finally stopped claiming I'm not a writer) and after that, the Women's History Month celebration, with all those amazing thoughts from writers and editors and others.
And throughout it all, I have written my BiblioBuffet column and a bunch of other things. last week I counted up the published words I had for the last twelfth months and they scared me, so I uncounted them again.
In matters of less note, I keep discovering myself as a quoted source (mainly from this blog) for rare words. I may not use them often, but apparently I use them exactly. Online dictionaries say so!
If I weigh all these against the bad things of the 3 months, the eye problem, the burglary and the impossible (and impossibly expensive) teeth fade, as they should. Although, I admit, all in all, my life is more like a carnival than it ought to be.