On Spec spelled my name perfectly on the cover, in the table of contents, and on the byline just under the title.
It was Carter Hall's they messed up: "Carter Hull Recovers the Puck."
Sigh.
In other news, I'm hoping that I'm having an idiosyncratic day rather than a reaction to my new allergy meds, because this is not what we call fun, and I'm not going to give you the details because I am too nice a person. Just ask me and I'll tell you how nice a person I am. Usually you don't get credit for keeping things to yourself, because people don't know how much you're not telling them until they're the ones whose personal information you're not telling, and "I know something you don't knoooooow" is just not charming. Still: I do, and you're glad.
I picked up Throne of Jade while I was out shopping for presents for other people, because I have the self-discipline of your average cat, apparently. I have already started reading it. I am not even sorry.
I'm not one of those people who does well with guilt.
