Sometimes a person goes along for days in the usual routine -- fighting snow storms and losing at chess and arguing with the dog -- and then a bunch of stuff happens at once. Sometimes good stuff, sometimes bad. My grandmother used to say the good things come in threes, and I guess Grandma was right because three happened yesterday.
I found out I'm going to be attending LaunchPad at the beginning of August, just before Worldcon. This is a workshop for SF pros who want to learn more about astronomy. It's run by Mike Brotherton, astronomer and SF writer (Star Dragon, Tor), at Laramie, Wyoming, and its goal is to "teach writers...about modern science, specifically astronomy, and in turn to reach their audiences." I've loved astronomy since I was twelve, when I spent an entire summer copying star charts out of the encyclopedia and begging my mother to let me stay up past 9:30 so I could study constellations in the night sky. (She usually said no.) I'm very psyched about this workshop.
Second, Andy Duncan, who is unable to attend the Nebulas this year, asked me to accept for him if his story "Unique Chicken Goes In Reverse" wins for Best Short Story. I love that story, admire Andy as a writer, and am honored that he asked.
Finally, Sheila Williams is taking my very long novella, "The Erdmann Nexus," for ASIMOV'S.
Always listen to your grandmother.