
Don't bother looking the holiday up. I just invented it.
Anyway, I am human again! Which is to say I've had my morning coffee, twice-brewed, with milk, caramel, more caramel, and sugar; and a delightful breakfast of ham, cheddar, kale, and mayo on a toasted english muffin. There is very little in the world that makes me as cheerful as a good brunch. And since I have already accomplished my writing and blogging goals for the day, I should put this energy to good use working and reworking my agent letter for RIHV, writing this year's Game-a-thon LARP-- The Lightning Age II: The Wrath of the Khan, and otherwise engaging in long-term productive endeavors.
Gentle friends, over the next few days, please hound me mercilessly and demand that I keep you updated on the progress of that fucking agent letter. It is time and well past time that it was polished, submitted for vicious peer review, repolished, and sent out into the world.
In other news, the LARP this year is going to be fantastic. I think I write good LARPs every year, and get better at correcting last year's errors each time, but it's going to be phenomenal this year for one very simple reason. A friend of mine asked me months ago on facebook if I could run another LARP before Con rolled around. I explained that writing a four-hour, thirty-person LARP, while a labor of love, was something like a sixty-hour labor of love with a thirty-dollar prop budget, and therefore once or twice a year was really as frequently as I could do it. I then briefly waxed poetical about how if I was being paid to write LARPs I could do 'em bi-weekly, and would have a blast.
Well. I'm not going to do them bi-weekly, but they are paying me this year (not too much but who cares? I'd do it for free, as long as it's for a local con), and therefore I am determined to turn out a beautiful, shining magnum opus of a LARP so that everyone will feel their money is well-spent.