More and more, lately, it seems like I have both happy and sad things to post about on the same day. I'm never quite sure how to handle that. I don't want either to detract from the other, but I also don't want to swamp y'all with a whole bunch of really short entries on the same day. And anyway, I'm not sure that several entries in close succession is any better for avoiding detracting from each other than one entry lumping things together.
Case in point: this time of year I'm always happy at all the birthdays. Laura a couple days ago, Tamara yesterday, Chaos and Jenn today, Mary Shelley tomorrow, E.B. on Thursday, Theo and Stephen this coming weekend. Yay for birthdays! Happy birthdays to all of you.
And of course there's always WorldCon this time of year, and the sixth anniversary of the launch of Strange Horizons is coming up in three days.
But then again, today is the sixth anniversary of Alex's death.
I'm really tired, and I have a lot of magazine stuff yet to do before I go to sleep tonight, and I haven't worked on those memorial pages in ages, so I don't have a lot to say about that just now. I think I'll leave it with a link to a similar entry from three years ago. Never enough time to say everything I want to say.
But I think I'll take this anniversary as impetus to get moving again on the Folkdance story, which is only tangentially related to Alex, but enough so that perhaps I can use the excuse to finish it up and send it out. It's been languishing for months, entirely untouched, even though it's very close to being as done as I can make it. So I'll try and make that one of my projects for this coming weekend. Along with reading about three weeks' worth of backlogged submissions.