My alumni magazine printed up an article on me for its November/December issue; the online version is here. I’m already getting e-mails from fellow U of C folks; fortunately none of them so far have said “Christ, you’ve gotten bald since the last time I saw you.” Although, generally speaking, that would be a true statement. Along with the article, incidentally, there’s a lovely picture by Erica Hardesty showing just how bald I’ve gotten. Although, you know, that’s not the primary focus of the picture. I’m going to stop talking about being bald now.
On to other news: Ethan my agent has gotten a sales statement from Tor which says that The Ghost Brigades is now officially earned out, and then some, which is good — yay! — but thanks to the dreaded reserve on returns I don’t get any of my sweet, sweet royalty money until the next reporting period at the earliest — boo! That’s okay. I only would have spent it on something frivolous (cough) like new therapies (cough cough) for a my drug-resistant strain (hack cough hack) of tuberculosis.
Oh, look. I just barfed up a lung. Better stuff that back in.
Gaaaah! An e-mail just came in discussing my hair! I better quit now while I’m ahead.