Well, not so much rivers as airport lounges. In nine days I fly out for Brighton and the World Fantasy Convention. There’s a relatively short five or so hour long hop to Singapore and then the biggie to London. I’m flying Singapore Airlines and, as long as I can finagle an empty seat I’ll be fine. And then London. It should be enormous fun, and World Fantasy itself looks great. I can’t wait.
Between now and then I have a lot to do. I am late on delivering one project, and need to get some more done on the “best of the year” before heading off. There is SO much reading to do that it’s sort of mindboggling and numbing. I also need to edit a batch of Locus columns, read stories, contract some things and so on. Lots and lots to do.