five things: RT preview

Weekly wrap-up!

1. RT is next week! I’m excited and also a little nervous and there’s still a lot to do to get ready! If you will also be there, I should be easily locatable if you want to say hi. Here’s where I will be for sure:

• Cinema Craptastique Tuesday night: We’re watching a movie I’ve never seen called The Covenant, which I’m told is pretty worthless except for the abundance of homoeroticism and pretty boys. A bunch of authors will be there tweeting about the movie; even if you are not there, you can follow along with the Twitter hashtag #RTmovieslam.

• I’m doing both signing events:
a. Thursday eBook Expo: I got some little cards made up with a QR code that goes to my author page at All Romance eBooks and I’ll have some paper books for sale as well. Even if you won’t be there, I believe the ARe promotions will be available to everyone, so keep an eye on the site. I will try to remember to Tweet about that.
b. Giant Book Fair: I got a spot at the last minute, so I will try not to get lost among the 400-some other authors. 🙂 I’ll have books for sale.

• I’ll be at the Romance Pride party with bells on.

• I’m doing the FAN-tastic author thingie Saturday. I’m not totally sure what that entails, but there will be prizes and giveaways. I’m in the 7:15 session.

• Confidential to RRW members: we’re meeting Wednesday night and details are on the chapter website.

I also made a list of all the workshops and spotlights and things I want to attend. There’s one on m/m I think on Friday. So I think it will be good.

I’ll try to remember to Tweet my whereabouts, although no promises because I tend to space out about Twitter being a thing at conventions. If you aren’t already following me, my Twitter handle is @katemcmwriter.

2. I am OBSESSING about what to wear. Like, I think for the sake of not carrying seventeen bags to Kansas City, I’m going to have to start narrowing down my costume changes. And shoes, I own so many pairs of shoes. I love excuses to dress up, I’ll be honest. I’m not so much for costumes, so I probably won’t be looking too whacky, but I do love fashion, and, I mean, how many excuses will I have to wear my brand new electric blue Steve Madden pumps?

Who's a pretty, pretty princess?

Who’s a pretty, pretty princess?

3. What else is going on? Well, I bought a new sofa on Sunday, which is probably only significant to me, but it was a Big Deal because I finally got to replace this old, ugly, hand-me-down futon in my living room. I splurged on some new throw pillows, too, which the cat immediately took advantage of. I call this her pretty princess pillow.

4. I’ve been working all week on a historical baseball story that will hopefully see the light of day this fall. If all goes to plan, I will finish the first draft of that this weekend.

5. I’m reading an Amish romance for my romance book club, which could be an interesting experience, although I may have to find the dirtiest, raunchiest book I can to counterbalance all this sweetness. I’ve never read an Amish romance before, so I’m looking forward to the book club discussion. I feel like it’s part of my romance education.

five things stand with boston

Here’s my weekly wrap-up post for what ended up being a WEEK.

1. Storytime! When I was 19, my boyfriend at the time took me to Boston for New Years. He grew up in the Boston suburbs—though most of his family was from the city proper and had the accents to prove it—so he knew a lot of people in the area and we met up with a group of his friends. Boston does a First Night celebration with short concerts and comedy shows and that kind of thing all over the city in various venues. It gets crowded, so I think we spent more of that night waiting on line to get into theaters than we did actually watching entertainment. This was long enough ago that my memory is a little fuzzy, but I do remember running across Boston Common in the cold and getting lost down odd side streets trying to find a theater playing some jazz and stumbling into a diner late because we were cold and hungry. Toward the end of the night, we found a good spot to watch the fireworks, and at midnight, my boyfriend kissed me and told me he loved me, and that was the first time anyone had kissed me at midnight on New Years and really meant it.

I lived in Massachusetts for a while, but I’m a New Yorker at heart, and we New Yorkers derive a fair amount of pleasure from ragging on Boston. But when I heard the news on Monday about the bombing, one of the first things I remembered was that First Night in Boston and how magical it was. I’ve spent a lot of time in Boston over the years and that city holds a lot of great memories for me. I watched a lot of news coverage Monday night and couldn’t stop thinking about how things would change for Boston now, how the city was different, how this memory would now be embedded in one of my favorite Boston neighborhoods.

The last third of my upcoming novella Save the Date actually takes place in Boston.

Because, on that night when I was 19, what I didn’t know was that this man and I would spend the next decade either together or negotiating how to be together until we reached a crossroads and finally ended it. I didn’t know that, in the fall of 2012, I’d be getting an invitation to his wedding to another woman. I didn’t know a joke I made about that on a thing called Twitter would turn into this really silly novella about a guy whose ex gets married in Boston. All I knew that night when we kissed at midnight under the fireworks was that we were young and in love and had a whole future ahead of us. Even if the relationship didn’t work out, it’s still a fond memory.

So, I’m thinking about donating some of the proceeds from the sale of Save the Date to One Fund Boston or the Red Cross or something. I feel like that’s really the least I can do for a city that gave me a lot.

2. The bad news has kind of overshadowed the good, which was that I had a blast last weekend at the Rainbow Book Fair in New York. Heidi Cullinan and Ethan Day flew out for it, and we had locals Damon Suede and Tere Michaels at the table, too, and they are all great and I enjoyed myself immensely. The change in venue from last year didn’t seem to slow down traffic much. Well, it felt a little roomier than in past years to me, but people kept pointing out that the room was about the same size, so maybe I’m crazy. But that was a good day.

3. Save the Date second edits went back to my Loose Id editor last night. The pub date for that is June 4th! Also, I posted what I now see is an awkwardly-worded blurb for my next story after that, a short novella called What There Is, to my Upcoming page. A blurb for Save the Date is there, too. There will be updated blurbs and covers and things as I get them.

4. On Tuesday, I had dinner with a friend in the West Village. We ate at a place on Bleecker that serves a few dozen varieties of risotto, then we visited a new bakery that specializes in macarons (we had to check this place out… for science), and then on the walk back to the subway, we passed a little shop that only serves popsicles. I should open a cafe that only serves one thing. Ideas? Maybe a bakery that only makes whoopie pies?

5. Those of you who are attending GayRomLit may be delighted to know that there are still spots left in the writers workshop, which yours truly is now helping to coordinate in my capacity as VP of Rainbow Romance Writers. It’s shaping up to be a pretty cool event. A schedule will be posted to the website once we’ve confirmed and finalized everything.

So that’s all the news this week. Let’s hope next week is a lot less terrible.

five things: stop worrying people will think you’re crazy

Weekly wrap-up!

1. Rainbow Book Fair tomorrow! (Holiday Inn Midtown on W. 57th Street, noon to 6pm!) I will be there with bells on. I should be at the Rainbow Romance Writers table most of the day.

2. Would you like to win a copy of Show and Tell? Of course you would. You can do so over at Elisa’s blog.

She looks all innocent, but is actually eeeevil.

She looks all innocent, but is actually eeeevil.

3. My cat caught another mouse yesterday morning and thought it might be a good idea to bring it to me while I lounged in bed. I disagreed with her, yelled, “NO NO NO NO!!” and then she dropped the mouse and it ran under my bed. Then the cat caught it again, again tried to bring it up to me in bed, again prompted me to scream a lot. (My roommate later told me that she heard me screaming, but said, “I just thought the cat was throwing up on your rug again.” So… yeah. The joys of cat ownership.) The mouse got away a second time. I have no idea where it got to. (Out of my bedroom, I hope.) The cat seems to be catching them in the pantry. (We store pots and pans in the pantry, not food, so I don’t know what the appeal to living there would be for a mouse, and yet.) I barricaded the pantry (well, I MacGuyvered a way to lock it closed so the cat can’t get back into it to terrorize more mice) so I hope this stops soon, but I’m going to be having nightmares about tiny mice crawling over me in my sleep for a while, so thanks, cat.

4. I’ve been reading The Artist’s Way, and there’s a bit toward the beginning in which Julia Cameron explains things we can do to stop getting in our own way creatively. One of the things she says is, “Stop worrying people will think you’re crazy.” And I thought, “Oh, man, yeah, that’s exactly it!” How often do we inhibit ourselves out of worry someone will think we’re nuts? I don’t know about you, but I do this kind of a lot. So, I’ve decided, my new mantra is Stop worrying people will think you’re crazy. I wrote it in all caps on the whiteboard over my desk. So look for more crazy in the future, I guess? (Actually, I’m mostly applying this to my self-esteem. Stop worrying people will judge me for writing romance, stop worrying people will judge me for writing m/m, stop worrying people will judge me for whatever. I’ll just own it and do what I want. Or something.)

5. I read the new Ty and Zane book this week. The ending, OMG. I’m hopping up and down for the next one. Anyone read anything good this week?

five things on friday: tuck it away

Weekly wrap up…

1. Shiny New Book! I signed a contract yesterday for a short novella due out sometime this summer called “What There Is.” I’ll update the Upcoming page accordingly sometime this weekend, but sneaky sneak preview: The story is about an ex-professional baseball player who can’t play anymore due to injury. He moves into an apartment with a nerdy, socially awkward roommate. There are hijinks.

2. The Rainbow Book Fair is next Saturday in NYC. I’ll be there with a bunch of other m/m writers. Stop by if you’re in the area!

3. Any RuPaul’s Drag Race fans here? On Saturday, I went to a live show in New York that featured 6 queens from seasons current and past. (Pandora Boxx, Mimi Imfurst, and Carmen Carrera representing the past, Alaska Thunderfuck, Ivy Winters, and Jinkx Monsoon represent the current.) Michelle Visage hosted the event, and each queen did a couple of numbers. Pandora did a bit of stand-up in which somehow she randomly picked me out of the audience to make fun of, and that was a little surreal. And I have to say, I am now totally Team Jinkx this season; she really blew me away at the live show. (She did three numbers: first, she came out as Little Edie and sang (sang, not lip-synced!) “I Dreamed a Dream” from Les Mis; then she sang “A Little Priest” from Sweeney Todd but changed the words to be about gay archetypes—”Try a little twink” etc.—and tossed cupcakes at the audience; and she wrapped up by singing a duet of the title song from Cabaret with Alaska.) The show was super fun, the audience was really lively, and I had a blast. Although, we had standing tickets, and this was how I learned that I am too old to go to concerts where I have to stand for 3 hours.

4. Speaking of RuPaul, this song came up on shuffle on my iPod this morning, and so it is the official song of the day:

5. Baseball season started Monday!!!!!!