Moving Out

The time is upon us, once again. My husband and I will be packing up our lair and relocating to a place with 100% less retirement-age Russians who leave their door open at all times. How will I keep up with Dancing with the Stars or Wheel of Fortune? No one knows. Those questions will have to wait until I have an answer for “Why have I not yet invested in a Kindle?”, because look:

Recently, I went on an X-Men TPB-buying spree, trying to catch up on the last 6–7 years of storylines. I also picked up Casanova and some Doctor Who trades. I’ve read through some, but I’m waiting til the move is done to really get into them. Maybe I’ll talk about the books here? Sure, that sounds fun.

Carrie and I have started work on the next volume of To The Power Against, which is super ridiculous and great, so far. I don’t want to give anything away, but: sharks, the ISS and bindles.

Along those lines, convention season officially kicks off (for us) in March, with Wonder Con. Although I will miss visiting San Francisco and seeing our NorCal buddies this year, I am absolutely excited about heading over to Disneyland after the show each night.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have more books to pack.