This was going to be the place where I wrote a bit about going to Boskone on Saturday, and where I talked about how lovely it was to see dear friends, and meet new ones, and maybe talk a bit about some of the interesting panels I saw.
But instead, this has turned in to the post where I wave my hands in the air in a very Grover-like fashion and tell you I sold my story, "The Speaking Bone," to Apex Magazine, and it will appear in the March issue.
I am so, so excited. I love this story. It is, I think, the weirdest thing I have ever written. (When I was house-sitting this summer, I had walking access to an incredibly beautiful beach. The fact that "The Speaking Bone" is a direct result of that will give you a bit of a clue as to how odd my brain is.)
This also marks my third professional fiction sale, thus qualifying me for SFWA membership. I will be filling out my paperwork soon, and with great delight.