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Just Another Manic Monday
Mmmh, wish it was a Sunday…no, not really. But here I am, random.
* This is what my life is like this week. Picture is definitely worth a thousand words.
* I don’t know what’s up with my forum. It just died. I didn’t touch it, I didn’t do a thing with it. We’re all poking at it trying to make it respond. It just won’t. ARGH.
* There’s a signing this week, and Orycon. Stay tuned!
* When I get a bit fitter (and since I’m going to be upping the time I run pretty much weekly or every two weeks, it’s not that far away) I want to get myself a flapper dress full of fringes. Because I want to, and also because I’ve been listening to the Bangles this morning.
Look, just don’t ask. Just let me have my dream.
* The book isn’t as bad as I thought. I took a little break from it yesterday–the Selkie and I met Candy from Smart Bitches for brunch (Candy and I compared our shovelgloving muscle gains. She wins best all-around bulging, I win on the deltoids. I am apparently a specialist.) Then we ambled to Powell’s, did a blazing run through (I think that’s the shortest half-hour I’ve ever spent) and then Everyday Music. I did find the Callas Tosca, used, for $8.50. Much rejoicing was had by all. Then I came back and filled in some holes, making wordcount by the skin of my teeth.
* Last but not least…you asked for it, if you read this far. Tell me, can you…WALK LIKE AN EGYPTIAN?
You’re welcome.
Ye Olde Bulleted Lyste
First: Steelflower and Hunter’s Prayer are both shipping through Amazon! Huzzah! I hear Steelflower is shipping through Barnes & Noble too. This means they’re out, O-W-T spells OUT! *grin*
And nowe, Ye Olde Bulleted Liste, againne, for I finde I hath brainpower not enoughe to smooshe a flea with thee Booke eatyng my tyme.
* Yeah, can you tell Chaucer Hath Blog has a new entry up? A hilarious new entry that deals with Blazing Man. I particularly hooted with laughter over the buying of pardons. I’m also reading Ivanhoe with the Selkie. Merry Olde Misspellings (that were perfectly acceptable and even standard in their own time), ahoy!
* I expected the most recent installment of Selene to create more of a stir since it has filthy pretty-much-noncon smexxors. But maybe I just didn’t pull it off well enough. Or maybe I was just an idiot when I worried it might shock people. Maybe I’m a prude? I didn’t think it was possible, but…
* I really wish more people knew about Sheila Simonson, particularly her Regencies, which I think are just the most awesome Regencies around. I know a lot of people love Georgette Heyer, but she (and most other Regency authors) leave me cold. Simonson, however, I LOVE with the flaming passion of a thousand suns. I just got out A Cousinly Connexion the other day and pretty much enjoyed myself wherever I opened the book up, which is rare. I found out Uncial Books is re-releasing Love & Folly soon–consider me a happy, happy camper.
* Speaking of books I wish more people knew about, I loved Midori Snyder’s Oran Trilogy (first book here) and was thrilled to find out they’d been re-released with new covers. I loved the old covers but I’m gladdened by the re-release more than I can say. I was looking for them about a year ago and could not find them anywhere, which made me a Sad Panda.
* I am thinking of decommissioning the Penguin Love cups. The person I had that tagline with (because penguin love is the sweetest love, delivered in a Cartman voice) is no longer a part of my life. It used to be a tagline we just trotted out whenever something flat-out didn’t make sense; it was out way of commemorating the absurdity of the world. It is no longer. I’m going to have to put together some new cup designs.
* Last but not least, oh holy hell, can I just please write this circus book in sequence instead of in little weird bits needing to be held together by wire? This is beyond a doubt the sloppiest-looking half a draft I’ve ever worked on, and it’s mine. *headbonkety*
I now return you to your regularly scheduled programming…
Selene Is Now Live!
Psst! Wanna read a free serial novel?
Readers of the Dante Valentine series will remember their favorite Nichtvren duo, Selene and Nikolai. Plenty of you wrote in wanting to know more about them. Well, back when I was writing for AnotherChapter.com, I did write a book about the deadly duo, illustrated by the awesome Andrzej Karwacki.
And now, ladies and gentlemen, Orbit and I are offering the book for free in serial form. Chapters will be posted every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. And did I mention it’s free?
Selene
Life isn’t easy for a sexwitch. Even your own body betrays you. It’s bad enough that Selene is part slave to Nikolai, the Prime Power of Saint City, but she’s got her brother Danny and she’s got her job at the college. In the postwar wreckage of an uncertain world, it’s pretty much all she’s ever allowed herself to want.
Then Danny ends up murdered, and Selene finds herself a pawn in a dangerous game. Indentured to a bloodsucking Nichtvren and helpless, told to stop trying to uncover the identity of her brother’s killer, Selene has nowhere to turn. If she’s a good girl, Nikolai will leave her a little bit of freedom. He’ll take care of her, and she’ll be safe–if she obeys.
But Selene hasn’t survived this long by being obedient to her cursed powers, or to the men who buy her time. Her brother was all she had, and now she’s ready to borrow, beg, lie, steal or kill–whatever it takes to avenge him.
And if Nikolai gets in the way, Selene will use every tool in her arsenal to make him regret it…
Enjoy! Comments on the chapters are turned off for obvious reasons, but there’s always the Saint City Street Fair, which has a forum just for Selene.
Enjoy!
Hunter’s Prayer
I think–now I’m not absolutely sure, but I think Barnes & Noble is shipping Hunter’s Prayer now. It’s odd, but usually Amazon is the first to start shipping.
If you can verify whether or not BN’s shipping the book, can you let me know? I’m just curious.
Yeah. Nail-biting curious. That’s all. I’m not, you know, ATTACHED to knowing or anything. Course not. Me? No way.
*grin*
ETA: My local indie bookstore tells me the distributor’s got it. They also say that they’ll be happy to mail signed copies for cover cost plus reasonable postage. This is the bookstore I volunteer at, so they can have me in to personalize books too, if you’ve got a hankerin’. Come to think of it, they stock pretty much all my books except for the Anna Beguines; so you can probably get a signed copy of just about all my books.
Head. Exploding.
Flesh Circus is moving right along.
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But my brain feels like it’s being squoozled dry every day now. I have the next couple of chapters plotted out, I know what happens next, and this is the part of the creative process that is most emotionally and physically exhausting–but so intensely rewarding.
*takes deep breath*
*dives*
