One Terrifying Way Being SFWA President is Changing My Life
On the advice of my Vice-President, who informs me that in the course of presidentiary activities I will likely need one, I have, for the first time in — what? Seven? Eight? — years, purchased a printer.
Yes. I know. I’m as scared as you are.
The good news is that printers are a lot more inexpensive than they were the better part of a decade ago. I got one that prints, copies, faxes and scans and makes delicious fudge, all for less than $100. The bad news is the ink costs about as much as the printer. Of course, that’s always been the bad news, which was a significant part of why at some point I simply stopped bothering with them.
But hey, these are the sacrifices we make for duty. And at least it makes fudge.