Mail call!

Several of my chores and errands are complete. It turns out that I am going out later than I expected so that gives me more time to kill. I can probably get through a few more stories in SF AGE. Or finish the final draft of “4005 B.C.”

When the mail came this afternoon, I saw what looked to be the familiar backside of a self-addressed stamped envelop that all writers quickly recognize as the sign of a rejection slip. So I was surprised when I flipped the envelop over to find a letter from thepopeswife and Trevor. It was a double surprise, really, because (a) it wasn’t a rejection slip and (b) it’s always good to hear from Trevor and Andrea. And now I get to write back!

I had a lunch at T.G.I.Friday’s (while listening to Metallica’s Garage, Inc.). Spoke with Doug earlier today. Also left messages with jen_ashlock and jkashlock. Otherwise, things are quiet here this afternoon.

Published by Jamie Todd Rubin

Jamie Todd Rubin writes fiction and nonfiction for a variety of publications including Analog, Clarkesworld, The Daily Beast, 99U, Daily Science Fiction, Lightspeed, InterGalactic Medicine Show, and several anthologies. He was featured in Lifehacker’s How I Work series. He has been blogging since 2005. By day, he manages software projects and occasionally writes code. He lives in Falls Church, Virginia with his wife and three children. Find him on Twitter at @jamietr.