And Thus I Pass Into the Dark Region. For a Week.
On Friday I’m going to a farm in upstate New York, near Jeffersonville, if you know where that is, which I don’t. The farm has a barn and cows. It does not have the Internet.
I thought if I somehow connected the barn and the cows with some kind of grass- or hay-based conduit it might be possible to access the Internet that way. But I’m not finding a lot of theoretical support for that approach.
Seriously it’s freaking me out a little. I usually set my anti-Internet software for like 45-minute bursts. A week? That’s … heavy.
There’s an “Internet” “cafe” in town, so I’ll cruise by there once in a while. Like maybe every 8 minutes or so. But I can’t promise any updates during the week.
Which shouldn’t disrupt your lives very much, given how crap I’ve been about updating. But The Magician King is due in October, and I plan on hitting that deadline. Also I might have some other interesting announcements soon. Or I might not, depending on how things shake out.
As soon as I get back I’ll be flying to Georgia for the Decatur Book Festival and DragonCon. Come visit if you’re in the area.