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What a week, what a week. My headspace is absolutely buzzing and I haven't updated this journal in a really long time. I should really make a habit of writing more often.

There's been a lot of writings to do with Shimmer, mostly due to the fact that I'm co-writing a crossover with another serial, the Legion of Nothing by Jim Zoetewey. I am to say the least incredibly excited to be pulling something like this together, especially considering that I'm a sucker for crossovers. (Back in the days I used to write fanfic I pretty much exclusively wrote crossovers.)

( Shimmer, Star Trek, the Bible, Al )

Well, tomorrow I head off to Supanova to man the Wibbly Press table and whore my wares to thousands upon thousands of conventioneers. It's something of a foreboding task for a recovering agoraphobic like myself, but I'm confident that I'll get through it without a scratch! (Hell, if that guy who looked like me could do it, then so can I!)

Vaguely I fear running into people I haven't spoken with in a year, namely a few former friends who I silently fell out with for a reason that eludes me. Not friendships I'm bothered with fixing, I'll admit, but I worry that with their arrival that drama will inevitably follow. Even worse: what if somebody from way back points and goes "hey, aren't you Opera Guy/Sparta Guy?" *shudder*

Whatever. It might serve as a pleasant distraction from everything else bothering me, namely the red tape that comes with helping Al with his travel arrangements. Even though I've (hopefully) planned for every contingiency I still find myself with this lingering dread thinking 'what if they don't approve his visa?' It's not a thought that sits well with me, even though that's not likely. All I know is that if anything happened... maybe I've hinged too much on this (or maybe I'm just that much in love. Go figure.)

Finally, finally, FINALLY! New Shimmer relaunches next week after a long delay! I'll be updating twice a week on mondays and fridays, and will be sure to post links here on LJ.

That's all from me. Maybe I should get some rest. I can still hear Al's voice telling me "you need an early night, babe" but I've been spoiled. I can't fall asleep without hearing his voice anymore. Damn him. (That's okay. My revenge is that he can't sleep without hearing mine, either. I'll try my best to restrain myself and not gush about how adorable he is, though I fear I may be too late.)

Ugh... Randi, you're such a sap.