So yesterday, I mentioned I wasn’t going to be able to make it to Corflu. This caused a chain reaction in the universe which led to a rather good stroke of fortune which means I’ll be able to go after all. I am completely and absolutely stunned at this turn of events. (Or, as I’ve put it before, my gast has been well and truly flabbered.)

Since I have no idea who caused this stroke of good fortune (that’s what anonymous means, after all), I don’t know who to thank. So, I’ll say this. I have no idea who you are, or whether it’s one or more of you, or anything at all really except the fact you obviously think I need to go to Corflu, but thank you for making it possible for me to go. When I’m in a better financial situation, I’ll pass the favor forward.

I guess this also gives me an incentive (and a deadline!) to finally put together that first issue of Rhyme I’ve been meaning to do since 2009.

But yeah, I’ve been wandering around in a bit of a daze since I got this news yesterday.

Or anyway, no Corflu for me. Despite the fact it’s in San Jose, which is in driving distance, my finances just won’t allow it. I could probably get there, but I couldn’t afford to buy a con membership nor have somewhere to sleep, so I’m going to have to bow out. *sigh* I was so hoping that my finances would be a lot better than they are, but it is not to be.

Dammit. Mebbe next year.

(That said, it’s a testimony to the work I’ve been doing this last year that I’m annoyed by this turn of events as opposed to out and out falling apart over it.)