Dad and Fairwood fussing

[nonionay]

I told my dad about the game I had made of finding books for him. I think he's decided to play back, as the next day I had a long and rambling message about how he's buying me Becoming the Villainess. A book of poems. I never pegged him as someone who'd read much poetry, or a book with so much... blood spatters.

I'm angsting about the Fairwood Writers workshop. I just got an e-mail saying they have an early deadline (Nov 28). Right now I'm not sure what I'd submit. Probably the first bit of Blood Rose, but I want to clean it up, and I don't want to do that by the deadline. I've done it two years in a row now, and feel strangely guilty taking up the space. And I'm not sure if Honna Swenson will be taking part. I'll miss her. :-(
Most likely, I should just shut the hell up and do it. tBRD's all right. >checks< If I do, they'll get the traumatic sex scenes....

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the workshop is being run by someone new this year - Rene has run it for 8 years and she stepped down to let someone else take over, I don't remember who. If I thought I could get 10K words of SFF on paper before the 28th, I'd probably do it, even if it means having to face the crowds at Norwescon.