I don't like to complain. My friends
often fuss at me, because they may not hear that I'm having problems
until they are very dire and there is the running and the screaming.
Last week was different. I was actually complaining without being en
route to thee ER. I had good reason.
Long Road to Long Beach
The convention went well, but the week
did not go well for me. I've got some new and tiresome variations on
problems from the nerve damage chemo left behind in my feet. It was a
very painful week compounded by mix ups and confusion at my Doc's
office. Those were no one's fault, but the delays left me with a lot
work that needed to be done before the convention and almost no time
to finish. Boy howdy, my stress levels were through the roof and
headed for orbit. Not going to Long Beach was out of the question. I
think the stress the guilt over the loss money and not fulfilling my
obligations would have been far worse. I don't think I have been as
freaked out in a single week since my last surgery. And still, I had
to look the part of the writer/editor/publisher in an environment
where I was listed as an industry professional. Somewhere in all of
the mayhem that I absolutely had to get a handle on, I had to make
enough time to give myself a professional polish. Men have it easy.
Jon got a haircut, and he was done. It was the same thing when we
went to the Cannes Film Market. A haircut and a tux and a few shirts.
He was food for a week for formal events. I needed five gowns and the
accessories to go with them. Arrrgh! So, I HAD to find time for a
facial and get a hot soak while shaving things. I HAD to make sure I
had my hair in shape enough that I could easily style on the road.
Oh, and crazy me, also decided to make a Japanese confection I've
never made – mochi
– to give to special people. I am out of my mind.
I'd love to say that once I arrived at
the hotel, everything became magical and joyful. Not so much. There
was a convenient but long and arduous trip to the convention moving
over 100 lbs of luggage (It was on wheels. Don yell at me). I got
lost once I reached the station on the train. The hotel was across
from the stop, but the signage was on the opposite side of the
building from the stop. I walked in the other direction for some
blocks before flagging a cab who took pity on me. Then there was some
unpleasantness at check in that left me so irritated that along with
the post visit survey the company was silly enough to send me, there
will be an eyebrow singe worthy Yelp
Review http://t.co/Fsuk8MdL. I didn't start to relax until after the first panel was over.
A lot of really cool stuff happened at Yaoi-con 2012. The full report
is here:
http://www.sybpressyaoi.com/2012/10/paddles-panels-and-yaoi-con-2012.html.
It's huge and full of great photos and stories about my surprising
fans. So cool!
One of the best moments of the weekend
was getting to catch up with one of our Privateers pals. Back then,
we called her Skyia. Now, she is Laura. She is still the amazing
woman of incredible height and the most gentle of voices. I was
really concerned that we wouldn't be able to find the time to even
grab a cup of coffee. As is the way of conventions, time never rolls
out the way it is originally planned. And then, there was my energy
levels at the end of the day to worry about. Luckily, we were able to
carve out an hour on Saturday to grab a beer and a bite. We had
almost a decade to get caught up on, but it was a relaxed encounter.
Though trained as a Marine Engineer, Laura is currently a massage
therapist and quite a gifted healer. She made Jon's knee feel better
in five minutes, and it still feels good! I am working toward getting
her up here with a massage table or going back to Long Beach to visit
hers. I've had a massage or two since this whole medical ordeal
began. They've always made me feel better. Given Laura's skill, I'd
bet I'll feel awesome. I really want to feel awesome. I'd also like
to spend more than an hour with a really neat person that has been
missing from my life for far too long.
Inbox Update
The magna pile is dwindling down. I
have less than 50 pages on the current book to edit. That leaves one
more title in the pipeline. The team has agreed that we are going to
get that done and approved before signing up for another one. Jon and
I have outlined the script for the web series. I'll start work on
that in earnest this weekend. I have a couple of important interviews
to tape next week. I'll talk more about those after they happen. I
don't want to jinx them.
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