Of Puppies and Poems

Writing

*Submission, Lone Star Stories, 1/18

I wrote this military SF poem tonight in about an hour and posted it to my poetry group. I actually like it quite a bit, and the one member who is also military loved it, so off it goes to seek a home. The nice thing about sending it to Eric first is that, if he doesn't like it, I'll have it back in a few hours to send somewhere else. Keeps my sub percentage up, heh.

Everything Else

Puppy had a seizure the other night, the first since we put her on medication. It was a pretty bad one, brought on, I'm sure, by the fact that we missed a dose and were late with another one during all the excitement this past weekend. At least, I hope that's the reason, and not that she's developing a tolerance and needs to have her dosage increased. While the medicine controls the seizures, it can adversely affect her liver over time, especially at higher dosages. So we'll just have to keep an eye on her, and keep our fingers crossed that this was a one-time thing.

St. Francis, pray for us. Amen.

4-Month Response Time, My Ass

Writing

*Submission (2), Star*Line, 1/18
*Rejection, The Pedestal, 1/18 (RT: 5 1/2 months)

I sent out about a dozen queries on outstanding submissions, some from as far back as August 2005 (shame on you, Sandra). Hence the above rejection (actually sent out on 8/30/06, but apparently eaten by email gremlins); I expect several more to follow.

Everything Else

I bought YB a Thomas the Train DVD today at Wal-Mart. I put it on at about 10 AM this morning. It is still playing. Every time I try to turn it off, he screams. I think I have officially gone insane.