1. I read last night at NYRSF for the Federations event, alongside K. Tempest Bradford, Allan Steele, and guest host John Joseph Adams. The other readings were great, and I managed not to pass out, which was my only goal for the evening. (I dream big.) The crowd was amazing – thanks to everyone who stopped by; it was lovely to have friendly faces to look at when I got nervous.

2. I got nervous a lot. My stage fright is no joke. (Actually, that’s not true. I called my mom ahead of time and made my usual, “I have the vapors, we’ll have to call off the cotillion!” crack, so technically it was a joke, even if I spent most of the evening trying not to barf up my own heart.)

3. When I got home, I sat down to unwind with the pilot of Warehouse 13. By the time I was finished, I wanted to throw myself out the window. What a terrible pilot, holy crap. I wrote it up for Tor.com, if anyone wants to know how SyFy’s new flagship show is!

4. Hint: it is terrible.

5. Tomorrow I leave for Readercon! I am very excited. I am also packing my bags with some vegetarian granola-type bars that will provide nutrition for me, and pre-mourning my impending, unfamiliar distance from my yuppie soy lattes.