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Jun. 14th, 2012 12:18 pmI've been a bit quiet because I developed the post-con-itis. Not a dramatic one - just some breathing issues and a slight loss of voice and a lovely fever and the need to sleep. I would've had the need to sleep in any case, just, possibly, not quite as overwhelmingly. And the voice didn't go until my teaching was finished for the week.
I am finding about myself that I don't like being called 'Ms Polack'. Con reports, in particular, seem to have 'Ms Polack' a lot and I wonder strange thoughts about the reporters. I like 'Ms' even less than I like my surname acquiring an extra 'l', which is good, because right now my surname acquires that extra letter 50% of the time. I would be in so much misery if I worried about that spelling, still!* But I do worry about 'Ms.' My totally favourite form of address is without a title at all ('Gillian Polack' - it really isn't hard) but if one must use a title, then 'Dr Polack' is preferable to the alternatives. Sometime in the undefined future, you may address me as 'Time Lord' if these choices are unsatisfactory, but I'd rather not be called 'Ms Polack.'
This is the grumpiness of a mild virus speaking.
I am grumpy about many things: not buying enough containers to store all my spices so my rearrangement has to wait until I get back to the shops in three weeks; my microwave dying and all the relevant shops forgetting to restock convection microwaves ("We have them, and yes, we'll take your insurance money for them - what, aren't there any on the shelves? Come back in a couple of weeks."); there being not much on TV (I'm sick - I'm allowed to watch TV! Where's my non-repeat SF?! - the only station that has something today doesn't reach my flat because of the shadow) and more. I have so much to whinge about and I'm so grumpy, but all you really need is a sample. The full list will leave you screaming. Anyway, it's all everyday stuff, and the only reason I'm whingeing is my virus, for one of it's symptoms is wild grump**.
My stuff of cheer*** can be found here: http://momentumbooks.com.au/authors/ This means we're into serious countdown! And I will do a giveaway, open anywhere in the world for anyone who buys Ms Cellophane in July who can show her in embarrassing positions****. The package will include a copy of the original Life through Cellophane and other items. I'll wait until Ms Cellophane is actually available before I announce it though.
*I should worry. It's hard to find my books if you look up the wrong name, as many people have discovered. In fact, one person said a little while ago "You don't even have a blog!" And indeed he was half-right for gillpollack does not have a blog.
**Another, obviously, is misplaced apostrophes.
***For yes, there is stuff of cheer.
****This is mainly because Momentum is so very innovative with e-books that it would be a really good idea to find out what can be done with them with evil intent.
I am finding about myself that I don't like being called 'Ms Polack'. Con reports, in particular, seem to have 'Ms Polack' a lot and I wonder strange thoughts about the reporters. I like 'Ms' even less than I like my surname acquiring an extra 'l', which is good, because right now my surname acquires that extra letter 50% of the time. I would be in so much misery if I worried about that spelling, still!* But I do worry about 'Ms.' My totally favourite form of address is without a title at all ('Gillian Polack' - it really isn't hard) but if one must use a title, then 'Dr Polack' is preferable to the alternatives. Sometime in the undefined future, you may address me as 'Time Lord' if these choices are unsatisfactory, but I'd rather not be called 'Ms Polack.'
This is the grumpiness of a mild virus speaking.
I am grumpy about many things: not buying enough containers to store all my spices so my rearrangement has to wait until I get back to the shops in three weeks; my microwave dying and all the relevant shops forgetting to restock convection microwaves ("We have them, and yes, we'll take your insurance money for them - what, aren't there any on the shelves? Come back in a couple of weeks."); there being not much on TV (I'm sick - I'm allowed to watch TV! Where's my non-repeat SF?! - the only station that has something today doesn't reach my flat because of the shadow) and more. I have so much to whinge about and I'm so grumpy, but all you really need is a sample. The full list will leave you screaming. Anyway, it's all everyday stuff, and the only reason I'm whingeing is my virus, for one of it's symptoms is wild grump**.
My stuff of cheer*** can be found here: http://momentumbooks.com.au/authors/ This means we're into serious countdown! And I will do a giveaway, open anywhere in the world for anyone who buys Ms Cellophane in July who can show her in embarrassing positions****. The package will include a copy of the original Life through Cellophane and other items. I'll wait until Ms Cellophane is actually available before I announce it though.
*I should worry. It's hard to find my books if you look up the wrong name, as many people have discovered. In fact, one person said a little while ago "You don't even have a blog!" And indeed he was half-right for gillpollack does not have a blog.
**Another, obviously, is misplaced apostrophes.
***For yes, there is stuff of cheer.
****This is mainly because Momentum is so very innovative with e-books that it would be a really good idea to find out what can be done with them with evil intent.