Monday, November 29, 1999

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"Monday, Monday..."     IMAGE: i can name that tune in 4 notes

     ANOTHER WEEK, ANOTHER HARD TIME GETTING UP IN THE MORNING. Someone really needs to look into this phenomenon. It doesn't matter how much sleep you get on a Sunday night; it's still impossible to get out of bed on Monday.

I hope your Thanksgiving weekend was a good one, and that you were able to sleep late on Thursday and Friday! I had to work Friday, but the Corporate Powers That Be treated those of us who were there to a scrumptious lunch, so I couldn't complain too hard. Nothing much else of interest happened this week; I am in fact a secretly boring person. Um. I bought some nails and started hanging up pictures to make the apartment look less like a dorm room. That was kinda keen. And my bike now has a working headlight/tailight set that gets brighter when I pedal faster, which is an incentive to exercise. I like to joke that I have a Thran Dynamo strapped to my back wheel. Thran Dynamo is a Magic: The Gathering card.

So that's all. This is the kind of stuff I tell Mom when she calls. I'm really that dull.

     IN THE INTEREST of pretending not to be boring, I've got a couple of manuscripts slated for submission to small press magazines in the next week. I'm waiting on info back from the publishers. I don't stand to make a lot of money, but it seems a good thing to cultivate relationships with small press on the off-chance they'll A) become Big Press, and B) remember me when they do.

Depending on whether they take obscure reprints, I'll either send one of them "Passengers" or a 2nd person short-short about a very disturbed woman. Why do I always tend to write about crazies? I suppose the latter is only crazy to the point that we all are. The other magazine just might get a dissertation about spirituality on the internet.

My current "write every day" exercise should last me at least two and a half months. Each evening I take a card from the Vertigo Tarot Deck and babble about it. I'm starting with the Fool and going straight on through the King of Pentacles. In order. When I'm done, I should be a much better Tarot reader.

     THE DREAM VORTEX is a lot more colorful this week. Check out the links page. It's got a few new links, and pretty pictures for folks who remember the look of a web page more than its title. This also makes it take a bit longer to load, though, so let me know if that presents too much of a hardship on slower modems...

Also, the Dream Vortex scripts are a tad bit improved. If you provide your email address when you submit a dream, any interpretations submitted should be automatically e-mailed to you; that's nothing new. But what I finally worked out this week was getting the interpreter's e-mail address into the "Reply-to" header, so that if the interpreter provides his/her e-mail address as well, you should be able to just reply to the e-mail like you would to any other e-mail, and replies should go directly to him/her.

Whew! That took a lot more words to describe than it took code to implement, trust me. Thanks for hanging in there... New authors to the Card Catolog are still on the way, as well as the submission guidelines database, so stay tuned!

Productively,

(Niki)

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PREFACE:
IN WHICH the Author speaks at tedious Length about the Writing of this Manuscript and sundry recent Events. (Last updated 11/29/99)

Chapter 1
New Orleans Memories
In which she reminisces to the Brink of Obsession on her beloved but three-thousand-mile distant Homeland.

Chapter 2
The Dream Vortex
In which the World, itself a dream, dreams the Author and her Readers in turn.

Chapter 3
The Library
In which, as in the Hoard of a Dismal Dragon, reside the many Writings, Books, and Scrapbooks of the Author's Collection. The Reader is encouraged to contribute.

Chapter 4
HTML Tricks
In which we learn something of virtual Bookbinding.

Chapter 5
Majik: The Exasperation
In which the Author finally goes mad.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
An History, with links.

ms. found in a modem © Nicole J. LeBoeuf
last update 11/29/99