Phil Foglio (philfoglio) wrote,
Phil Foglio

Almost Everyone is Sick.

This just sucks. Experiment # 2 has a slight fever and cough, Kaja is feeling ill, and I myself have a sort of semi–demi–hemi–sore throat which has hung on for weeks. To add to the fun, my beloved mother–in–law, who used to do the packing & shipping for Studio Foglio, had a shoulder operation, and is currently tripping out on some Really Sweet Pain Medication in the Guest Room. The operation was for a laundry list of assorted things that she's been collecting while kayaking, and gardening and wrestling bears and barroom brawling over the years, but never wanted to waste time getting fixed. Well, this time the nice Dr. sat her down and said that if she didn't take care of some of this stuff, her damn arm would fall off, so she got the operation and will be unable to make a fist for the next six months or so. She's done a lot for us over the years, so I faced the possibility of her camping in my guest room for the next six months with some equanimity, but she thinks of herself as a feisty old broad, so is determined to go back to her own house in a couple of days. I might speak up and express some reservations about her health, but she IS camped out in front of my X Box.

Did that reading for the SFWA thing the other night. I was up last, so I got to fret about how awesome everybody else's stuff was. However, when I read, everyone seemed to find it pretty funny, which is all I ask, really. This was a selection from the 3rd Girl Genius novel (Agatha H and the Self–Slicing Salami [tentative title]), and it gave me a nice shot in the arm to renew the old writing efforts (Not that I needed one, but it feels so good to get one).

As for the media consumption part of my existence, today's book is: The Cunning Blood, by Jeff Duntemann. It's a bit tricky to find, it was published by Isfic Press, which is a publisher who publishes books by Guests of Honor at Windycon. The indicia says that they printed around a thousand copies, and frankly, the cover is the most god–awful bit of eye–pain I've seen on a published book in quite awhile. But you should not let this deter you! I found the book to be very enjoyable! Jeff wrote a slew of short stories back in the day, and got nominated for a Hugo for 2 of them in one year. This was so overwhelming (apparently), that he then took 30 years off to go write geeky technical manuals. Now he has returned to the fold. The geekyness comes through fairly strongly. In many ways, Jeff is channeling the old Analog writers of the 60's here, especially Heinlein, in that he throws in a lot of tech, which is important to the plot, and explains how it works (roughly). But, he is a good enough writer that he doesn't get bogged down in minutia, and he keeps things moving. I found it a refreshing change from all the fantasy and steampunk I've been reading lately. (Don't get me wrong–obviously I loves me the Steampunk, but occasionally I do enjoy a good old fashioned science fiction story where there's a good possibility that the amazing things I'm reading about could actually work) (

When they are not being sick, the kids are gearing up to lose their minds over Halloween!!! And we are too, if only because it is the beginning of the seemingly endless bombardment of holidays that we, as a society, invented so that we'd bother to turn the lights on when it was cold and dark for 20 hours a day. It certainly has its perks;
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