Or the years. Gak. One more birthday and I'll be eligible for Social Security. That's bloody terrifying. It seems like only last week I was doing "new writer" panels at cons, scanning reviews to see if I was being mentioned as of the Young Turks of SF, and chasing after Parris (see avatar).
This should be a good month, though. The HBO pilot will start filming in just three more weeks or thereabouts. This time next month I will be in Belfast, visiting the shoot. And maybe seeing some scenery like this:
(That's actually one of my favorites of Michael Komarck's calendar art, fwiw. I had hoped by this time to be able to announce the publisher and artist for the 2011 calendar, but we're still waiting on the contracts. Soon, I hope).