Sundry Saturday Guff

Three days until the start of NaNoWriMo. I have my characters named, their roles loosely defined, plot device fathomed, key scenes noted and I may even spend Sunday creating a some kind of pretty flowchart just to help me visualise and keep track of the thing.

The NaNo website features regional forums and today I went I met up with some of the folks from the Oxfordshire forum. Everyone was very nice although, being the socially awkward dork that I am, my contributions to the conversation were sporadic and not always coherrent. I failed spectacularly to convince those present of the genius of my novel's premise (psychological horror based upon the working principles of fax machines - no, it does make sense). I may have been a bit quiet but at least I didn't say anything inexecusably profane which means they may let me go to the next meet-up.

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I had a job interview last week with a local academic publisher (and, boy, aren't there a lot in and around Oxford). Database administration gubbins - nothing terribly exciting or inspiring but diverting enough to suit my job needs. The interview went well, they were impressed with my skills and experience and didn't grill me hard or try to catch me out with some evil interviewer trickery. A few days later I got an email saying that I was one of two final candidates and that they would let me know their final decision by Friday.

Friday came, Friday went, and I heard nothing. Bastards. So I am twiddling my thumbs and still wondering if I got the job or not. No news is good news, as they say (incorrectly - just because you haven't heard the news doesn't mean that it won't be bad).

I have another interview for another job on Monday.