I am not going to write an Arisia con report. I'm not good at them under the best of circumstances-they either wind up obscenely long and take six months to finish, turn into a series of comic strips, or make no sense-and these are not the best of circumstances, what with the "two conventions in two weekends" and "under a whole lot of deadlines" ( Read more... )

Last year, kodykeplinger declared December 11th to be Agent Appreciation Day, a holiday devoted to the adoration of every writer's personal superhero. Since December 11th fell on a Saturday this year, I've bumped my observation of this holiest of days to today, when there's a little more chance of my sitting still long enough to say "thank you ( Read more... )

While I was in New York the week before last, I did a lot of traveling via the PATH Train, a fairly simplistic transit system whose entire purpose is to get people from Jersey City to Manhattan, and vice-versa. This is normal for me. I am an old hand at riding the PATH, and no longer become in any way distressed about it ( Read more... )

Last night was all about me and Cat Valente and the SoHo Gallery for Digital Art, home of the New York Science Fiction Review series of readings. Because, you know, when you import yourself a couple of fairy tale girls, the only thing to do is stick them in front of a large crowd and wait for the fun to begin ( Read more... )

Okay, like, wow. How is it October? It's not supposed to be October. It's supposed to be, I don't know, somewhere comfortably in the middle of August (only then I suppose the Hugos wouldn't have happened yet, and I'd still be a neurotic mess, so maybe that's not the best thing for me to be wishing for). I love the fall, it's my favorite time of ( Read more... )

Two years ago today, I got out of bed (way too early), put on clothes (because nudity is frowned upon on public transit), and went to work. I don't usually remember what I was wearing on any given day, but this one, I do: jeans, bright yellow tank top, pink-and-yellow Chimera Fancies pendant that reads "fairy changeling this is all a dream." It ( Read more... )

One of the answers you'll almost always get when you ask an aspiring author what they need to do to further their career is "I need to get an agent." Having an agent is like having a magical unicorn that lays golden eggs, craps rainbows, and grants wishes following you around making your life awesome. Having an agent will transform your life from ( Read more... )

1. My beloved personal superhero, dianafox, is giving away a copy of A Local Habitation. Read her post for details (and don't ask me about them, since it's not my giveaway). Here's your opportunity to make my agent give you stuff! A chance like this doesn't come along every day, not even for me!

2. You still have four hours in which to enter my ( Read more... )

2010 debut author kodykeplinger has declared this to be Agent Appreciation Day. Now, around my house, every day is Agent Appreciation Day (except maybe for the days where I want to watch horror movies instead of making my deadlines, and only the fear of The Agent keeps me at my keyboard), but still, it's nice to have a day dedicated to appreciating somebody. ( Read more... )

I love Thanksgiving. I love the excuse to gather people in a teeming locust-mass, turning life into a potluck adventure of giant birds and pumpkin pies. I love the way the house smells once the first bird gets underway, and the sound of chopping, and the random things folks do to innocent asparagus. Most of all, I love the fact that it's a day ( Read more... )