Work weekend

I got a ride both ways with womzilla, which is always good: he's good company, and it saves both time and money compared with ride-to-railroad, train to Harlem, crosstown bus, uptown subway. I'd hoped to get home earlier this time, but things took a bit longer than we'd hoped.

There was one article we were working on that I had enough comments on and disagreements with that I wound up photocopying the pages I'd scribbled in the margins of, with an eye toward writing a LoC once we publish it. This may seem weird, but if Womzilla can loc his own fanzine and have it published, staff can too. (Topics included Edward Gorey, American vs. European style (really), and religion in science fiction vs. fantasy). Another manuscript, I was sixth reader on (we initial them when we're done), and found myself making numerous basic proofreading fixes (things like omitted "the" and "a" for "as"), which is just weird: I may catch a thing or two even when I'm far from first, because I have a very good eye, but it looked as though nobody else had been reading it at that level. In the late evening Joe Berlant and I looked over a manuscript translated from the Spanish, and then discovered that it's not clear we can publish this, even after we polish the translation (bugsybanana was deliberately literal in her first pass) and even if we decide we want to, because it uses large chunks of the poetry being discussed, and there may be copyright problems. If and when it makes sense for me to work on this further, I want to sit down with her and both the Spanish and English versions. Joe and I also discussed, among other things, Kornbluth, Pohl, and Cordwainer Smith [the connection being via NESFA Press]; New York City and other transit (for practical reasons), and the difficulties of cons in hotels that are near nothing at all.

Kathryn recommended a story when I mentioned the Tiptree; fortunately, it's one we're already aware of, so I was able to say so, rather than explain that it would have to be passed on to next year.

Also, I let the cat in and out a few times, and gave her a lap; drank lots of tea; and chatted with people both during the afternoon and over a Chinese dinner.

Work weekend

I got a ride both ways with womzilla, which is always good: he's good company, and it saves both time and money compared with ride-to-railroad, train to Harlem, crosstown bus, uptown subway. I'd hoped to get home earlier this time, but things took a bit longer than we'd hoped.

There was one article we were working on that I had enough comments on and disagreements with that I wound up photocopying the pages I'd scribbled in the margins of, with an eye toward writing a LoC once we publish it. This may seem weird, but if Womzilla can loc his own fanzine and have it published, staff can too. (Topics included Edward Gorey, American vs. European style (really), and religion in science fiction vs. fantasy). Another manuscript, I was sixth reader on (we initial them when we're done), and found myself making numerous basic proofreading fixes (things like omitted "the" and "a" for "as"), which is just weird: I may catch a thing or two even when I'm far from first, because I have a very good eye, but it looked as though nobody else had been reading it at that level. In the late evening Joe Berlant and I looked over a manuscript translated from the Spanish, and then discovered that it's not clear we can publish this, even after we polish the translation (bugsybanana was deliberately literal in her first pass) and even if we decide we want to, because it uses large chunks of the poetry being discussed, and there may be copyright problems. If and when it makes sense for me to work on this further, I want to sit down with her and both the Spanish and English versions. Joe and I also discussed, among other things, Kornbluth, Pohl, and Cordwainer Smith [the connection being via NESFA Press]; New York City and other transit (for practical reasons), and the difficulties of cons in hotels that are near nothing at all.

Kathryn recommended a story when I mentioned the Tiptree; fortunately, it's one we're already aware of, so I was able to say so, rather than explain that it would have to be passed on to next year.

Also, I let the cat in and out a few times, and gave her a lap; drank lots of tea; and chatted with people both during the afternoon and over a Chinese dinner.