Superbowl Sunday, whatever
I'm not watching, but my significant other about had a cow when the TV went dead about a half hour into the good stuff. Whoa! Get a grip....

Sports aren't all that important to me. Today, I've spent more time trying to set up a trip to Utah than worrying about sports or pretty much anything else. The World Horror Convention is coming - in March - and there's too much to do to worry about anything on the tube. So I'm writing, editing and working my butt off making phone calls and organizing all the stuff I'm responsible for that I can't even think straight. I guess it'll be like this for a while. We're counting Stoker ballots and getting things together for the pitch sessions and the Stoker banquet - should I worry about what to wear? Not yet.

February is a shorter month, but looks to be the busiest one yet, as these things heat up. Then, after March, a short break before a June conference. Plus, I'm doing lectures for my online class this month on Fixing Your Fiction, which I'll be teaching at World Horror.

I guess I should get offline and get back to it.

JP