Over the past few weeks, I have been largely absent from the world because I have achieved a new level of busy. Some of it was my doing. Some of it was life pummeling me with lemons faster than I can make lemonade.
I’m not even that big of a lemonade fan.
Things I have done since my last post on September 19, 2013 (NOTE: if you read through the entire list, the best cat picture is at the very end.):
- Performed in three improv shows
- Saw one of my best friends get married
- Celebrated Christmas with my mother and sister in NY
- Learned how to program CSS
While I was at Contemporal, I went to the Baen Traveling Road Show. For folks who are familiar with it, one of the editors of Baen Books generally gives a Powerpoint presentation about their upcoming releases. And folks who ask questions during the presentation get a free book.
Knowing this, I ask the first question so that I could get my hands on the Advanced Reader Copy (ARC) of Larry Correia’s new book, Warbound. ARCs are printed so that they can be sent to reviewers as well as other folks in the business who might be interested in purchasing the book. So ARCs typically have a summary of the promotion plan for the book either printed on one of the covers or on a piece of paper slipped inside the book. It looks like this:
As I was reading the blurbs, I thought that the third one looked quite familiar.
Then I realized I wrote it. Baen quoted MY review of Hard Magic from SFRevu.com.
My disgruntled cats can testify that I did a jig on my bed. I know marketing folks will use any favorable quotes they can find to sell books, but it’s still flattering to have a publisher choose your words to promote a series you enjoy.
Plus, Baen didn’t skew my intent at all. I If you aren’t reading Larry Correia, you’re missing out on some of the smartest, most entertaining urban fantasy on the market.
You can see the full quote here:
I’m still wiped from North American Discworld Convention. Terry Pratchett fans are a special kind of crazy. All who consider attempting to keep up with their consumption of scumble better be prepared for an epic hangover. (Which I didn’t experience because I may be crazy, but I’m no Bloody Stupid Johnson.)
The one brilliant thing they did though was they brought in two awesome therapists to offer massages for $1 per minute in the dealer’s room. ALL CONS ON EARTH SHOULD STEAL THIS BRILLIANCE AND COPY IT POST HASTE. Because having someone work the knots out of my loweerback after a whole day of walking and being a programming gopher is not just wicked awesome, it is BEYOND wicked awesome.
I will likely write a more detailed review later. In the mean time, I had a post on Faora, one of the most bad-ass Superman villains ever, go live on Searching for Super Women yesterday. If you haven’t had a chance to read it, please DO go check it out.
The only other thing I have to report is that I successfully wrote every day during the con. I wound up writing at 1 AM twice whilst still recuperating from drinks at the bar, so there’s a higher than average chance I’ll be throwing a good chunk of those words out. As long as they don’t breed like fruit flies in my trash can, I’m totally fine with that.
Okay, that’s all I got. Carry on with your business folks. Carry on.
I don’t know if this counts as a library because at libraries, you’re required to return the books. And most libraries I go to believe in the honor system about as much as an atheist believes in God. But this is still a neat idea, and it certainly makes the empty newspaper bins on Franklin Street a little less depressing.
Whoever created this little ray of literary hope, more power to you!
I took the day off today so that I could head up to Mysticon early. I’ve never been to this con, but it looks like they have a lot to offer and I’m super-psyched about it.
At the last con I went to, I attempted to offer constant coverage, but instead of updating like I intended to, I wound up playing way too many games of Cards Against Humanity. So this time I intend to offer a preliminary exam and a postmortem rather than a play-by-play.
So, what am I excited about at Mysticon?
My favorite library sprung a leak over the weekend.
Fire may be the worst archivist nightmare there is, but liquids are a close second. Glance at the circulation desk next time you wander into the library with a cup of coffee. If you don’t observe at least one involuntary eye twitch, then your librarian is either brain dead or hypnotized by the Harlem Shake.
About a month ago, I shared this idea that I had for motivating myself to write more. And I have to say that it’s going pretty well so far.
It didn’t go so well initially. January was a kind of packed month in terms of folks visiting, cons, etc. But once I finally got going at a steady clip, I’ve found that it’s super-motivating to encourage myself to cross that 1,000 word threshold and earn another comic.
Somehow I managed to live for nearly two months without bookshelves. The lack of book storage didn’t really impact my day-to-day life other than having stare at a pile of ugly brown boxes when I got home every day. The books fared surprisingly well, but I still think I sensed relief ripple through the paper when I finally unpacked my books last night and gave them a chance to breathe.
As much as I hate moving, I love packing and unpacking my books. It can be a slow process because I often wind up re-reading my favorite chapter, or sometimes the whole book, as I go along. Moving my books gave me a chance to reflect on the reason why each tome is in my library and an opportunity to reconnect with the stories that resonate with me the most.
That’s right folks. It’s Day 1 of National Novel Writing Month, aka NaNoWriMo.