Sometimes I get the feeling I'm getting away from myself--too much time working out craft angles and trying to figure out what to do next. I do know--for now at least, I'm not focused on writing. Probably a genre change. Romance doesn't call me like it used to. I've been thinking about something Hambly-esque. Low fantasy, magic. Urban fantasy without the urban trappings. I dunno. Just thoughts.
I did have a little spare time today and made cookies. The seasons are turning, and I don't have molasses, so I settled for chocolate chip.
I also cleaned out my camera--guess I've been busy, since I found a lot of stuff from the GSRWA conference. And--one solitary picture from flying out of Orlando. Because of the thunderstorms, I missed my connection and spent the night crashed at the departure gate in Houston. Me and some other guy who'd had the misfortune of being on the same flight. Airports are pretty damned lonely when there's no one around.