The months never used to go by this fast.

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, visi...