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  <title>Rose-Owls and Pumpkin Girls</title>
  <subtitle>The Journal of Seanan McGuire</subtitle>
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    <name>Seanan McGuire</name>
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  <updated>2010-06-29T16:19:47Z</updated>
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    <title>seanan_mcguire @ 2010-06-29T07:37:00</title>
    <published>2010-06-29T14:37:09Z</published>
    <updated>2010-06-29T16:19:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Journey, "Faithfully."</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Item the first: I have run the random number generator against the latest ARC contest, and &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="saladofdoom" lj:user="saladofdoom" &gt;&lt;a href="http://saladofdoom.livejournal.com/profile"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="http://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.svg?v=17080?v=158.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://saladofdoom.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;saladofdoom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is our winner.  &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="saladofdoom" lj:user="saladofdoom" &gt;&lt;a href="http://saladofdoom.livejournal.com/profile"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="http://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.svg?v=17080?v=158.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://saladofdoom.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;saladofdoom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, you have until Sunday, July 4th, to contact me with your mailing information.  (This is longer than I usually give, but I'm about to head for Westercon, so I'm not going to be checking mail reliably for a few days.)  I can also just bring your book with me when I come up to Seattle next weekend.  Let me know your preference, and it shall be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Item the second: Yesterday morning, I saw a single crow sitting on the telephone pole next to the bus stop, watching me.  "One for sorrow," I thought, and followed it up with, "But where's the sorrow?"  Immediately, a car drove through a puddle that shouldn't have been there, it being, you know, &lt;i&gt;July&lt;/i&gt;, and spattered me with lukewarm water.  The message is clear: do not taunt the crow oracle, yo.  You will not enjoy the results one little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Item the third: The editorial revisions of &lt;i&gt;Late Eclipses&lt;/i&gt; are barreling merrily along, and reminding me once again that there's a reason we do multiple passes on these things.  So far, I've found an appearing/disappearing jacket, an appearing/disappearing car, a totally misnamed architectural feature, and a chunk of dialog that seriously read like it had been pasted in from another book.  Thank the Great Pumpkin for the editorial process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Item the fourth: My mother came by last night with my sister and her wife in tow.  They have once again absconded with a very large sack of books, because I am the family lending library.  I treated them to the hysterical spectacle that is Alice trying to get me to give her wet food, because I am a cruel, heartless lending library.  (Their favorite part was when I picked her up, and she tried to swim through the air to the bowl.)  It was nice to see them, even if it did mean I had to save the second half of this week's &lt;i&gt;Leverage&lt;/i&gt; for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Item the fifth: I am watching the second half of this week's &lt;i&gt;Leverage&lt;/i&gt; tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Item the sixth: I should have some very concrete information about &lt;i&gt;Wicked Girls&lt;/i&gt; super-soon, and it's really shaping up to be amazing.  I love working with Kristoph, and I love all the material on this album.  Both of my cover songs have been approved ("Tanglewood Tree" and "Writing Again"), and since I wrote the other fourteen, I'm not particularly concerned.  I'm so pleased with this whole process.  Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Item the seventh: My dreams last night featured a tank of lionfish that wanted snuggles, two connected houses in a suburb of San Francisco that managed to look exactly like Concord, buying new luggage, trying to fly to Australia while balancing on a bathroom railing, taking a nap, and a visit to the tiara store.  I'm reasonably sure this was a big ol' anxiety dream about Australia and the Campbell Award, but I woke up going "awwwwwwwww, cutest lionfishes ever."  This proves that not even my own brain is very good at upsetting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's new with you?</content>
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