I have the judges' votes from round 2 of the OSR Superstar Competition, I just need to tally them, break ties and award prizes. I was hoping to sit down and grab and hour or two to do so and write up the post (which doesn't write itself on the commute or the crapper as 95% of these posts do) but Mother's Day weekend had a mind of it's own.
If I don't get it done tonight, Wednesday night would be the night (tomorrow night I'm at a reading for my sister's debut novel, The Hollow Ground). Free time is at a premium, as I have temporarily inherited responsibility for a second unit at work, so free time is at a premium (literally - I'm working overtime to keep my head above water in both of my units).
Oh, and I need to write up a eulogy between now and noon on Friday for my detective that was lost to cancer in January. Public speaking is not my cup of tea.
So that's where we are.
Send in the Clones! Where are the Clones? There aught to be Clones! (Paranoia flashback, but applicable)
The Cube By Joseph Mohr & Trey Causey's Strange Stars - Stars Without
Number & Cities Without Number Session Report
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The Nicodemous Corridor was a campaign that I had written ages ago as a
deep alien trade zone adventure setting.This came about as a result of our
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Paranoia was a great game. Coined my favorite phrase: "I speak without fear of contradiction..."
ReplyDeleteI'm sure you're going to do very well on the eulogy. Just remember: a blog is a form of public speaking, and you're doing fine on that! I know it isn't exactly the same, but it is close enough.
You'll rock it!
I'm very sorry to hear about losing the detective. Eulogies are hard; public speaking is hard. My cousins all elected me to write one for our grandmother when she died, and my wife ended up having to read it. I'd love to say I was overcome with emotion, but mostly what I remember is confusion at my completely inability to speak.
ReplyDelete"We walk on fire or air, so Daddy liked to say. Basement floors too hot to touch. Steaming green lawns in the dead of winter. Sinkholes, quick and sudden, plunging open at your feet."
ReplyDeleteThat's from the Good Reads blurb from Hollow Ground.
Sounds like it may go in the Barbara Kingsolver section of my bookshelf. Wish her luck with the reading and, from an author friend of mine (3 books), counsel her not to obsess on reviews, ratings, orders, etc.
With that title, I figured this was another Dwarven Glory Hole post....
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