When I was a kid, I went tubing on the Nantahala River. For those of you who may not be familiar with this activity, it involves sitting in a giant inflated inner tube, with your arms and legs hanging helplessly over the edge, and letting the river’s water take you where it will. On a gentle river it’s fun and relaxing. On the portion of the Nantahala we were on, it’s a terrifying death spiral. You’re completely out of control and moving way faster than you’d like, and the only way to stop is to throw yourself out of the tube and hope you don’t drown.
Right now, that’s exactly how my life feels. I have three writing deadlines to meet and two more days of dancing at faire. Between all that, I still have to show up for my day job and at least pretend to do it well. Which has left my brain somewhat numb. So today, I’m throwing the door open. Ask questions. Anything at all, even if you’re worried that it might sound goofy or has already been asked a million times. Ask me, ask us all. If I don’t know the answer, I’ll either throw it to one of the others, or I’ll make up something that sounds good.