This week all three NPR stations I can listen to are having their fall fund drive. And the station I stream at work has also just started their drive. I'm in my own private little hell.
On the plus side, the Merry Christmas ride through the skies as the flack guns try and bring me down part, is on Thursday night I'm off to the other side of Michigan for the Feral Writers Retreat. Cool people, cool place, cool water, cool time. I have been so looking forward to this. At last year's retreat I push out an obscene amount of wordage for being their for so short a time. This year I'll have an extra day of writing. Yippie! I was hoping to have "History of Lightning" at draft zero before going, but I don't think that's going to happen (but I'm going to try, all depends on the extra stuff happening at home). So, I guess I'll probably finish that out there and then start on the next thing.
5 comments:
Hey, I missed this earlier post! Now I'm off to check out the Feral Writers Retreat. Thanks for the lead.
Rick, well, it's invite only. This will only be my second year there, so I'm still the juniorist member. But those kinds of quotes go on all the time, those are just the those that can stand alone.
The on-line public radio station I listen to just finished it's pledge drive.
WDUQ in Pittsburgh. News & Jazz.
And why does my beloved NPR suddenly start playing the *worst music they play all year* right during their pledge drives?
Have fun on the retreat.
Random Michelle K, so you back in Beulah Land. Next week I'll be there.
Camille, I think it's related to "Why does PBS play concerts I have no interest in when they have their pledge drives, instead of the regular programing that I like?"
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