Link Salad
I’m working on memage–no, Jess, I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN, I promise–and in the last hundred pages of deathmarch for the last round of edits (barring copyedits and proof pages) for the YA (Strange Angels). So, all you’re going to get is…link salad! For I am too exhausted for a main course today.
* When someone asks me about writing, I should probably just say, “What Shadowhelm said.”
* Marie Brennan on Apprentice, Journeyman, Master. I agree with her about the ranks–and about how they are self-awarded, largely. I just adore Marie to pieces.
* What is good for the goose, is good for the gander…I don’t think I’ve ever seen Glenn Greenwald get this sarcastic before. It does my heart good.
* Kate Beaton is back after a short hiatus. Huzzah! Scroll down a little bit to get to the Edwin Booth one, which is pure hilarity. I wish you could permalink individual Beaton comics, but alas, you cannot. So, scroll! Scroll! And laugh!
I have such a girlcrush on Kate Beaton. It would be funny if it wasn’t so sad and pathetic.
* I am reading Chelsea Cain’s newest now. My mini-review of her first, Heartsick, is here. I begged and pleaded until I scored her second (hey, there have got to be SOME perks to this job) and while I am sick of Susan the Enterprising Cub Reporter, I am biting my nails waiting for detective Archie Sheridan and serial killer Gretchen Lowell to come onstage together. I love Archie–he is largely why I was so keen on getting this book. Gretchen was the stereotypical Emasculating Dark Feminine, but I can overlook that because of the inversion of gender roles and the portrait of Archie. Addicted to pain pills, struggling with obsession, traumatized by a serial killer holding him captive–Archie is good stuff. More when I finish the book–it’s become the Kitchen Table read, displacing Cormac McCarthy for a little while because I don’t want to finish the Border Trilogy too soon.
* THERE IS A NEW PEREZ-REVERTE OUT. IT IS CAPTAIN ALATRISTE! JOY JOY JOY! AND I MIGHT BE GETTING A COPY! OMG OMG OMG! SQUEE!
And that’s, as they say, all the news that’s fit to print. Or something. Off I go to drink coffee and get started on those last hundred pages. I think I shall also make chicken soup today.
Over and out.
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