In Which I'm Away

It's the 4th of July today, which means no real blog post today or Monday because I am at the cabin, swimming and grilling and playing games.

I hope you have a great weekend!

 

Insecure Writer's Support Group

First Wednesday of the month which means it's another edition of Insecure Writer's Support Group

So besides having to see a CPA this week, I have another new thing happening soon, and that's getting my edit letter for ALL THAT REMAINS.

Of course I wrote this post on Sunday, so there's a chance I already have the edit letter. Either way, you're reading this in the future! (How's it going? Have you bowed down to our robot overlords yet?)

In general I'm feeling pretty fine about all this. There's really not a point to worry about anything, at least certainly not before I've seen her notes.

But when I do have small moments of fear it's all because I've never done this before and I really have no idea what to expect.

I'm sure it will all be fine. And even if I do freak out a bit (I won't) all I have to remember is to just take a day or two to gather myself and get down to work.

So, yeah. The good news is, of course, that edit notes means one step closer for ATR to reach publication which is so awesome that 99% of the time it still doesn't feel real. And I'm not sure that will ever change.

Anyway, there you have it. Fears and junk.

How are things with you?

In Which I Need A CPA

I have an appointment today with a CPA.

Which, is kind of scary.

Only because I don't like doing new things that I haven't done before, and seeing a CPA is one of those things. I mean, you can't even imaging the drama I invented just to set up the appointment (which of course, ended up being fine and easy and then I feel dumb, but there you have it)

I know it will be fine. I'm a social person. I do well in social situations. But this is a business situation, so therefore me = nervous.

But, I definitely need to have this appointment. With money coming in now from my writing, I know I need to pay estimated taxes and some such stuff and the idea of handling that myself gives me all the NOPES

So, yeah. Not much else to say today. Just trying to get some papers in order before I have my appointment.

How about you? Ever had to use a CPA for writing income?

Friday Fun

Friday, Friday, Friday!

 

 

I begged for the weekend, and it showed up!

 

 

We've made it to the weekend, ape-friends. Which means it's time for some Friday Fun!

Let's get this show on the road

 

 

 

 

 

 

frozen Minnehaha falls, MN

 

 

 

Reasonable response

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tree camping

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

Wednesday Weird: Rudoph Fentz

In April, 1951, a man appeared out of nowhere in the middle of Times Square. He had mutton chop sideburns and was wearing Victorian clothing.

Witnesses said he looked shocked and startled, and then a moment later he was struck and killed by a car.

Morgue officials searched his body and found the following things:

• About 70 dollars in old banknotes
• A bill for the care of a horse and washing of a carriage, drawn by a livery stable on Lexington Ave, which was not listed in any address book
• A copper token for a beer worth 5 cents. It had the name of a saloon which was unknown, even to elderly residents of the area
• Business cards with the name Rudolph Fentz and an address on Fifth Ave.
• A letter sent to this address in June, 1876 from Philadelphia

All of the objects showed limited wear and age.

Captain Hubert Rihm of the NYPD missing person's unit, tried to use these objects and clues to identify the man. He was able to find the business related to the business cards, but the owner didn't know and had never heard of a Rudolph Fentz. Fentz wasn't listed in the address book, no one had reported him missing and his fingerprints weren't on file.

Continuing his investigation, Rihm finally did locate a Rudolph Fentz Jr in the phone book. Unfortunately Fentz had died 5 years earlier but Rihm was able to get ahold of his widow. He learned that her husband's father had disappeared in 1876 at age 29. He had left the house to go for a walk and never returned.


When it gets twisty. In 2000 a researcher concluded that the tale was a work of fiction, though he couldn't find the original source.

In 2002 someone else claimed that the original source of the tale was a Jack Finney story, called I'm Scared published in 1952 in the Heinlein anthology TOMORROW, THE STARS.

Where it gets turny:

In 2007 a researched for the Berlin News Archive supposedly found a newspaper article dated from April 1951 reporting the story almost identically to how it's reported today. The article was printed almost 5 months before Finney's short story was published.

So, what do we think?

In Which I Got Nothing

I spent the whole weekend at a local con (4th Street Fantasy (I maaaay have spoken to Scott Lynch more than once, this year)) and so I've got nothing for today.

So instead, you get this.

 

Friday Fun

Friday! Friday! We made it through to Friday!

Garlands and flowers for all!

Time for some Friday fun!