I’ve been tooling around with swag designs. I’m not really a designer, but where there’s a will and a copy of Photoshop… I’ve got a monochromatic version of this that I might have printed on various things. (Because if it exists, someone will let you print your logo on it. Like, I could have plushie baseballs with my logo on them. I don’t know what good that does me, but it can be done!) Decisions! Anyway. It’s Friday. Here are some Things.
1. Reading! The last 100 pages of Game of Thrones are kind of a drag because I know what happens, thanks to the show. I think that’s why I’ve been dragging my heels on reading the end of it; things do not work out for all of the characters! I’ve been kind of reading it through my fingers. I’m also reading this book on the history of London; the writing is gorgeous, but the book itself is a little unwieldy. (I own an ereader but prefer to read nonfiction in paper because it’s easier to flip around. This book is just shy of 800 pages printed on nice paper, so it’s heavy.)
2. Writing! I’m trying to do a little journaling or freewriting every day. It’s a pretty effective way to get through creative blocks, and I’ve been so distracted lately that it’s been good for getting my focus back. I’ve had what I think are some great ideas this week, so hopefully that translates into new stories soon!
I’m also working on final edits of Four Corners and revising this fantasy thing I’ve been working on and keeping busy!
3. Doing! I booked my flight to GayRomLit in Albuquerque! (I even spelled the city correctly on the first attempt this time!) I got a really good deal (relatively speaking). I’ve never been to the US Southwest before. (I think San Francisco might be the only place I’ve been west of the Mississippi. I should really travel more.)
Otherwise, I’ve worked a lot this week, but I have a ticket to see The Dark Knight Rises tomorrow and generally plan to have a good weekend.
4. Harshing My Mellow! The news out of Colorado this morning is horrific. My heart goes out to everyone affected by it.The other news lighting up my Twitter feed today is that the Goodreads Bully people wrote an op-ed for the Huffington Post that I will not link to because lord knows those people are getting too much attention as it is. We all agree on this, too, right? It’s repugnant to post the personal details of people on the Internet, even if they said some not-nice things about something you wrote. Is there a marauding band of rabid, pitchfork-wielding book reviewers who hide in the shadows, waiting to attack sweet, innocent authors? I’ve never seen it, but even if there is, how does that justify putting people in harms way, which is what you do when you put their personal info on the Internet?
Some people are dicks, it’s true. Some of these people have Internet connections. They voice their opinions about things quite vociferously and with heaping loads of snark. If you are an author, there is a certain inevitability that someone will at some point write a scathing review of one of your books. You will not understand it. You will shout and gnash your teeth and argue about it with your cat. And then you will move on, because you have other books to write, and one stinking review will not end your writing career. Then later, you will make jokes, because sometimes the bad reviews are funny. (My favorites lately are the reviewers who two-star Out in the Field all appalled that it’s a romance novel. Were the two angsty dudes on the cover not enough of a clue?)
I feel like I’ve given the actual bullies more attention than they deserve, so moving on…
5. Promoting! So, you may have heard, I have a book coming out in 2.5 weeks, which is sooner than I had anticipated, and I find myself scrambling with promo stuff. This past spring, I organized myself a little blog tour for Out in the Field and now I’ve lined up some guest appearances timed around the release of Four Corners, but I don’t have time to do the all-out assault, you know? (That’s a lot of guest blog posts to write, for one thing, and my work schedule is so bonkers I barely have time to think. That was the one tricky thing about the Out in the Field promo blitz; it was really hard to come up with original things to say every time. Besides, like, “Nrr, I like baseball.”)
Fun thing: a few weeks ago, I was going through a few boxes of crap I took from my mother’s house. Among the things I found were a bunch of notebooks full of stories I wrote in college. (I wrote longhand! Crazy!) Turns out, I wrote a story when I was maybe 19 that is also called “Four Corners.” I didn’t read it because I’m pretty sure I would find anything I wrote as a nineteen year old terrifying, but I don’t remember what it was about and I keep wondering. Maybe I should read it.
Well. Until next week!