Just a Quick Note as I head to Camp NEcon

I am getting ready to dash out the door to camp NEcon, a small convention of mostly horror writers that takes place on a college campus. I've been attending it on and off for the past 20 years (I probably go every other year). We refer to it as Camp Necon, because we show up in shorts and T-shirts and roast marshmallows and tell ghost stories and stay up way too late being silly.

But, as usual, I'm running out the door, as I have worked all morning.

I came back from vacation Sunday night and hit the ground running Monday morning. I had expected it to be a light week, but I came back to two contracts, four proposals and a ton of follow-up, so I have not had a moment to rest.

Also had to send out 19 anthology payments that the publisher was supposed to send out, but failed to after more than a year of pleading. When the 5th editor of this anthology was fired, I begged him to just send the contributors' money to me, because I was so tired of pleading with the publisher to pay them. But it added a half day of bookkeeping to my work-load.