hopes are dashed!

Well, anyway, I didn't get into the Launch Pad Workshop this year. I knew I was a long-shot candidate when I applied so it's not really a surprise, but I did kinda get my hopes up despite knowing that. At this point, logistically, it's very difficult to do *anything* that's supportive of my writing, but by a major fluke of coincidence this workshop would have both aligned with time I could actually take off from work AND with a rare opportunity to get care for the sprogs. Two things that are unlikely to occur in tandem again, I'm afraid. )-:

So: bummed.

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As I'm sure many of my friends can relate, I tend to read multiple books simultaneously. I don't tend to do this with books that are similar, though -- usually it's different genres (I read a Jane Austen at the same time as I read a John Scalzi book not long ago, for instance) or a mix of fiction and non-fiction, or otherwise distinctly disparate types of tales. This tends to prevent too much "bleed" from one book to another, because if things are too much alike I start swapping characters, story arcs, etc. between books in my head. (This is especially true if I'm reading something similar to what I'm writing, which is why when I'm heavily into a story I tend to read fluffy paranormal-romance stuff and other books that entertain but leave no signature mental residue.)

Right now, I am reading the absolutely excellent Julian Comstock by Robert Charles Wilson (who quietly rocks my world, thank you) and the consistently amusing manga One Piece. You wouldn't think there could be bleed there, but man, I gotta tell you, I had this moment this evening while reading the Wilson book where I sort of half-expected to learn that Julian had also eaten the fruit of the devil-tree and become a gum-gum man. And yeah, wow, that would have been a *very* different book.

Can't pinpoint what triggers the subconscious association of those two characters, Julian Comstock and Monkey D. Luffy, in my head, though.