New LJer in our midst

Everyone please to be welcoming snarke, the man you all can blame for my living in Seattle in the first place: musical, whimsical, hugely creative and extremely bright (also a bit snarky, which I appreciate hugely). I have no doubt that our collective IQ here just bumped a notch or three. He is, as they say, the finest kind. (The finest kind of what, you may ask. I demur....)

The many departments of me and...oh yeah...I made sale....

"I Am Such A Child of the 80s" Department
Driving home from workshop tonight, I was listening to the radio and enjoying this really cool song with a really cool intro and vocals ... and then we get to the chorus, and it's "Slave to Love." Oh dear. But you know what? Still a good song.

( Because this post was getting too long for some of my flist... )

"I Must Be Sicker than I Thought" Department
Pat Swenson over at Talebones wrote me yesterday to tell me that he wanted to buy my poem, "Confection," and not only did I not get excited, I forgot about it because I've been so ill. I only remembered tonight at workshop because we were going around the circle talking about sales and markets and so on. As it is, the magazine will be running one, possibly two, book reviews I've written, but the poem, of course, is a whole different thing mainly because it's the first time Pat's bought something of mine that wasn't nonfiction—and that's not for lack of trying either. Yay me!