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owlectomyI moved to New York, camped out on my sister's futon, started a new job at BPL, haunted Craigslist for apartments.
Found one at long last, and moved into a four-bedroom with what turned out to be five gradually rotating strangers.
I tried to catch my balance, retain my sanity.
Went to Wiscon, which was lovely except for the plague.
Accepted that I would have to go forward, writing or not writing, without the hope or expectation of being published.
And then, quite suddenly: got an agent. Sold two novels.
I didn't have time to come down from that high before Diana came up from Washington to see Equus, and incidentally interviewed for a job. "Roommates," I said: "Best idea ever or worst idea ever?"
Well, if it was the worst idea ever I sure don't know about it yet.
Found an apartment. Broke my finger. Discovered that it was worse than it looked.
Knit on the subway, read many good books and a handful of great ones, haunted Kinokuniya, wandered around Union Square and the East Village, remained infatuated with New York, played a ton of Rock Band, and finally -- at 9:30 last night -- got to the end of one, just one, Japanese novel.
Found one at long last, and moved into a four-bedroom with what turned out to be five gradually rotating strangers.
I tried to catch my balance, retain my sanity.
Went to Wiscon, which was lovely except for the plague.
Accepted that I would have to go forward, writing or not writing, without the hope or expectation of being published.
And then, quite suddenly: got an agent. Sold two novels.
I didn't have time to come down from that high before Diana came up from Washington to see Equus, and incidentally interviewed for a job. "Roommates," I said: "Best idea ever or worst idea ever?"
Well, if it was the worst idea ever I sure don't know about it yet.
Found an apartment. Broke my finger. Discovered that it was worse than it looked.
Knit on the subway, read many good books and a handful of great ones, haunted Kinokuniya, wandered around Union Square and the East Village, remained infatuated with New York, played a ton of Rock Band, and finally -- at 9:30 last night -- got to the end of one, just one, Japanese novel.