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Pipe Dreams

1. To still have a bookstore around when I get published for the fifth time and be forced to tell people where the bathroom is when I’m selling my book.

2. To go back to my old High School and do a Writer in Residence. (Park School of Buffalo)

3. To have Michael Whelan do a cover (though he’s in retirement.) [I still cry in the corner. It's one of the more shallow reasons I chose to write fantasy...]

4. To find out what happened to Eomma.

5. To meet a female relative of the generation before me, especially from Eomma’s side.

6. To have a cottage in the woods on a lake–my dream house.

7. To become strong enough to be able to take care of others after I learn to take care of myself and my own responsibilities.

8. To see the Speculative Fiction shelf reflect the world, not just a corner and a segment of it.

9. Turn 80, have a bond fire, chili, pie and a whole stack of notebooks to burn with my friends and family invited, while I read the trash I made that never made it to publication for my birthday.

10. Even when I’m old and unable to move to be able to tell awesome stories of the things I did when I was young with a sparkle in my eyes that make others envious and wish they could do half the things I did.

Obsession: Mead Notebook (with a paper cover)

I love Mead notebooks with a paper cover. I color code my stories, so, for example, Magic Solutions, Inc is written on Dark Blue notebooks.

Narrow Birdcage, I vision on black or light blue notebooks. (Maybe because I associate bitter with black… not sure why… might be because pepper is said to be bitter and it is black.)

Mead notebooks must have a paper cover (Because I sleep with my notebooks… plastic covers can cut. I’ve sure it will drive future boyfriends and my future husband crazy as litterally there are thousands of other people in the bed….)

Must be college-ruled. Must be 8.5x 11. I take denominations of 120 and higher. I use the 100 page ones for class notes. (and I color code the subjects I take too by other color associations.)

The thing is that these notebooks are getting increasingly more and more rare. I bought so many in my youth that my dad joked that I should make a deal with Mead to supply them for life. The idea of that made my stationary lover drool to pieces and a glaze overcome my eyes.

Now, I know people are fan of the Five star, but I personally don’t like the perforated edge and I hate the sharp round corners of the five star notebook. The cover is cold too, because it’s plastic, so rolling over on it is not pleasant.

These notebooks are like a lover for me. They are the comfort I have before I fall asleep. And inside of them, my stories live and are carried with me place to place.