Hallo. We're home. We had teensy little colds and hoarse throats for a couple of days there, but tonight they've eased off. (Thank you, Kelly and Gavin, who we blame.)

Wiscon was the mostest fun, and that's about all that can be said about a convention where there's no bad drama and the worst thing that happens is you don't have time to talk to everyone at the length you'd want to. There are pictures, mostly of Kessel in tiara, on the digital camera, but those will have to wait at least another day.

Now, just catching up on this's and that's. Today I spent a good thirty minutes at the post office, mailing out contributor copies of Say... to those not at Wiscon, and review and subscriber copies to the four corners of the world. Order soon. We'll be in reprint land before you know it.

More to come, and regular updates will resume once the first draft of The Girl Gang is complete, which I project will be very soon.