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Sunday 23rd February, 2014

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I missed a weekend. Nothing major but I was a bit distracted by plans coming to fruition last weekend. I am now in possession of a housemate. Apparently, this is how romance with a Scandinavian works… [External Link]

On the good side, Ole has made the conversion to supporting Wales in Rugby Union surprisingly well and managed to sit through the Friday night match (Yay, Wales!) against France. He was even feigning attention in the scores of the other two matches on Saturday. (Well done, Scotland / bad luck, Italy, Good job, England / Ireland, I’m so sorry.) He may yet survive the experience of moving in with the Pack. If he makes it through to some arbitrary date, I may have to ask him to write a page for himself, too.

The main addition since last time I did an update is that SWASH 2014 is now open for business. The weekend will be Saturday 31st May – Sunday 1st June. This is sometimes discussed as the main HEMA event in the UK and is definitely the British Federation of Historical Swordplay (BFHS)’s [External Link] flag ship event. Worth a nosey, even if it’s just going to the Leeds Royal Armouries on the day to observe as a member of the public!

Yeah, and I haven’t achieved much in the way of writing / creating.

Monday 11th March, 2013

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This weekend, I made it to SWASH 2013 – the BFHS’s flag-ship event [External Link]. Basically, sorting things out to get there dominated the week (although I got some edits done on 25 Ways to Kill A Werewolf) and it filled Friday through to Sunday evening. I crawled in to bed about 8pm yesterday and woke up – barring the bleary eyed trip to the work mobile phone to turn it off when it started ringing – about 10am this morning. The Hellhounds have since been released from doggy-borstal and I’m almost ready to start my working week tomorrow. Except for the sore thigh muscles and the impressive bruises (only three this year).

Sunday 6th November, 2011

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Following last week’s story, I thought I’d put up a bit of the world building behind it. Not that it actually required much, being flash fiction but the choices that were available in a thousand words had to be fairly carefully made. In this case, I tried to stay as flexible as possible, giving myself enough room to come back and develop both the stranger and the old woman’s people.

The other short story I’ve been working on will get printed off on Wednesday and submitted to the TTA Press [External Link] slush pile. It’s getting to that time of year again when I feel the need to measure myself against the best speculative fiction magazine in the UK (in my fan-girl opinion). I’ve also got work submitted to a number of other places and am working on a submission for a competition. I think the worst part is the waiting – once you (technically that should be “one” but apparently no-one uses the third person singular any more) have done all that you can do and you’re waiting for someone else’s opinion to filter through in its own sweet time.

For those of you with a historical fencing bent, the SWASH 2012 part of the British Federation for Historical Swordplay (BFHS) [External Link] has gone live and can be found here: [External Link]. Some details are still to be arranged, but dates, location and prices can be found by following the link. Keep an eye out for the full programme and so on being put up there in the near future.

In other news, the bedroom is now nekkid except for the dado rail and the radiator. Work paused while I went to pick up some new-to-me furniture for the living room. I expect to be doing the DIY bit with some help from the parent on Wednesday (a day off) and next weekend I shall probably be complaining about plastering and / or fillering. I haven’t done any drawing or gardening this week and my use of SaySomethingInWelsh [External Link] ground to a halt towards the weekend. If anyone wants to come and try slapping my wrists, feel free.