Two Things Can Be True
Today’s been a rough day for feeling productive. And by today I mean the last several days, and by the last several days I mean the decade that’s been masquerading as the past month.
It’s not super original to be like ‘boy, quarantine’s kinda rough, huh?’ but BOY. Quarantine’s kinda rough, huh?
We watched Hellier for research purposes while sequestered at Emily Tesh’s writing retreat and it certainly was a show that we watched.
The past month has been a ride, my friends. Let’s take stock.
August 14: We reunited in London and met six to twelve pigeons and a cat. We also ate our way through the Borrough Market, saw Gwendoline Christie at the Bridge Theatre, and went swimming on Hampstead Heath.
August 16: We went to Dublin WorldCon. We mingled! We malingered! One of us developed a month-long cough! Read all about it. Continue reading “One month: In summary”
Dublin WorldCon was our first outing as professional literary type people, which means careful conduct i.e., giving business cards to friends who already knew our contact details and skipping the Hugo awards to watch season 2 of Derry Girls in our Airbnb. It was also the first time either of us had been to a con, which is probably appropriate since WorldCon splits the difference between the two.
Has it been a while, or is it just us?
Going by the date on our last post, it ain’t just us. We promise we haven’t been slacking! Since the new year (happy new year, five months late), we have been able to reunite twice – no mean feat when you live on opposite sides of the ocean, give or take half a continent.
Denali Stannard 