Reprints, Hygiene, and Other Occasionals
Oct. 13th, 2006 11:52 pmFirst, reprints. "Building a Taller Chair", which is my favouritest weird alternate history of science story (yes, I have more than one), will be reprinted in the premiere issue of Farrago's Wainscot, a new project which looks both interesting and just aesthetically lovely. And the list of contributors for the first issue includes people like Forrest Aguirre,
eugie,
jaylake,
squirrel_monkey,
beth_bernobich, Nisi Shawl, Paul Jessup, and Jason Erik Lundberg, so it'll be in quite good company. The issue's due to go live in early December.
Because of all this, and because today at the bookstore was hard and full of crazies, and because I am almost out of soap, I bought soap.
I get my soap from here, handmade and scented and pretty*, so this is actually a source of pleasure and not just a mundane errand. Soon, O soon I shall smell like chai soap again, and then you will know me by my awesome chai smell as I walk down the streets of Toronto, all clean and full of hygiene**.
Tomorrow is back to the store, hopefully with less crazy people who smell very powerfully like not-hygiene and go around the store for an hour muttering to themselves, because Peter Watts and Karl Schroeder will be tag-team launching their new books with us tomorrow afternoon at 3pm. I will be the clean, nice-smelling, hygenic girl who is probably hiding behind the counter. And nobody's said anything about it, but there may be drinks afterwards. Visit!
* A girl has to have some vices. Nice-smelling things are one of mine.
** Currently you may know me by my patchouli, lemon, and hempseed smell as I walk down the streets of Toronto, all clean and feeling like I smell a bit too much like a hippie to be entirely myself. I didn't buy that one again.
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Because of all this, and because today at the bookstore was hard and full of crazies, and because I am almost out of soap, I bought soap.
I get my soap from here, handmade and scented and pretty*, so this is actually a source of pleasure and not just a mundane errand. Soon, O soon I shall smell like chai soap again, and then you will know me by my awesome chai smell as I walk down the streets of Toronto, all clean and full of hygiene**.
Tomorrow is back to the store, hopefully with less crazy people who smell very powerfully like not-hygiene and go around the store for an hour muttering to themselves, because Peter Watts and Karl Schroeder will be tag-team launching their new books with us tomorrow afternoon at 3pm. I will be the clean, nice-smelling, hygenic girl who is probably hiding behind the counter. And nobody's said anything about it, but there may be drinks afterwards. Visit!
* A girl has to have some vices. Nice-smelling things are one of mine.
** Currently you may know me by my patchouli, lemon, and hempseed smell as I walk down the streets of Toronto, all clean and feeling like I smell a bit too much like a hippie to be entirely myself. I didn't buy that one again.