Wednesday morning I scooped up the lovely Ken Scholes
from the airport. He landed early and shamed me by working on his book before I even got there (we both had #3 due at World Fantasy) ~ an industrious gentleman our Mr. Scholes. We headed off for breakfast and then hit the shopping big time ~ I had a massive list for the party on Saturday. Ken, I would just like to say, in a booze-finding machine.
We returned around tea time, changed, switched cars, and headed into San Francisco early for the Borderlands
authorfest signing. "Early" because I was afraid there would be Bay Bridge
fall out. The fall out happened to be that no one else was driving in that part of SF, so we arrived very early. Valencia Street was playing host not only to our little event but to a TV shoot and a suicide attempt. It was swarming with constabulary. (Not because of the SF/F authors mind you. Can you just picture that? Oh no! Borderlands will be lousy with fantasy authors ~ quick call the SFPD!) We consumed some delightful Thai food and then joined the madness of multiple authors and wine. I stuck a tiny drinks parasol in my hair and it was all downhill from there.
Next morning I hit the keypad and finished the third book, emailed it off to my editor without a final proof. (Very, very risky given my spelling propensities). Then headed in for a TV interview with Kimball Johnson of Pixel Media
for a possible program. Francesca Myman
and the infamous Jeff VanderMeer
met me, we signed obscure paperwork, and then sat and chatted in front of cameras. After that I caffeinated myself at the bar and met first Travis Heermann
& then John Grace of Brilliance Audio
. John distinguished himself as my first pro fan! Unfortunately, I had to dash off to Blake's
reading, after which he and I meandered around together gossiping.
Bar seemed slammed and so I nipped home to eat, watch Project Runway
, and change, because one pair of stilettos was paining me and I needed a different pair, which meant had to alter the whole outfit to match. I returned to the convention with all intentions of hitting the party floor, only to run into the rowdy Jabberwocky
crowd at the bar (Eddie
may just possibly be the most adorable agent in NY). Briefly met Brent Weeks
(more on that
good gentleman later), got stalled there talking to Peter V. Brett
, and ended up being harassed by the Coast Guard.Look at me, I'm hating life.
Escaped evil clutches of Jabberwocky for the party floor, where Blake and I made the rounds and finished the evening sitting on the couch in the Con Suite with two TOR editors at our feet ~ can't ask more than that.Gail's Daily Dose
Your Infusion of Cute:
WF Thursday Night Parties
Your Tisane of Smart:Lady of Pacopampa: A woman born to rule in Peru
Your Writerly Tinctures:All about bizarre love triangles
CAKE in Space: Back from agent, but now I don't have time for it.
Lovely little review from Dargie.
"It's a well-balanced story that never takes itself too awfully seriously."
SPOILER ALERT! Amazon has posted Changeless
cover along with blurb. Blurb gives bits of Soulless away so don't read if you haven't read the first book!Blameless
: Handed in!
Quote of the Day:
"There's no such thing as writer's block. That was invented by people in California who couldn't write."
~ Terry Pratchett