Wing stubs still hurting. Took a clonazepam at bedtime last night. Woke up decidedly woozy. Careened off the bathroom door lintel and went through the morning in something of a daze. Hobkin gave me a "What's wrong with you, woman?" look when I kept interrupting his breakfast preparation to go do one thing or another that I'd forgotten about in my post-sedated haze. I believe the error was in taking the full dose. I think from here on in, I'll be chopping my tablets in half.
- Forgot that my "Caught Between a Twofold Way" story was due up at Critters this week. Coolness. I suspect it won't get as much lovin' as others of my works due to its length. We'll see.
- Did a final pass over the IROSF cyberpunk article and booted it out. Hope it meets with approval.
- Completed my review of this week's Sci-Fiction story and launched it at ye olde editor.
- Received a request from Leading Edge to do some more tweaking on "Of Two Minds in Lanais." There's positive references (*gasp*) to drug use in my story that they asked me to "tone down" so as not to offend their sponsors. Well, it is Brigham-Young's publication, after all. I was a bit perplexed as to how to do as they requested since the drug in question is a pivotal feature of the story. But I did my best. Erm.