That’s right! I’ll be on “Conversations with Klarque” on the Survival Radio Network blog talk radio Sunday, July 28 at 4:00 PM EDT. I have no idea what I’ll be talking about, but the gracious Mr. Garrison has assured me I won’t make a fool out of myself. So all I have to say is PLEASE dear sir–be gentle with this media fledgling! I have NO idea what’s going to happen, no idea what he’s going to ask me, but hopefully he’ll stay within the world of writing (or politics, I’ll allow that!)
So don’t forget to tune in at www.conversationswithklarque.com, or call 917-932-1078 if you’d like to put me on the spot. BIG fun!
Here they are! Fresh off the press from HarperCollins Avon Impulse, and ready to attack your bookcase. Now of course you thought Andy was hot when he was smoking up your Kindle or Nook. But just imagine what he can do when your holding him in your hot little hands! Smell the fresh ink! Swoon over his picture (suitable for framing). Highlight the “good parts.” Scads of things you can do once you buy your own copy. But didn’t you mention “free?” Of course I did! There’s no one putting nothing over you! So how do I get one? you may ask. Well jeez! Wasn’t I just about to tell you?
You go here to enter the raffle for one of FIVE autographed paperback copies. The giveaway is ON NOW but the Rafflecopter takes off on July 21, so enter early and what the hell–enter OFTEN! And don’t forget to stick around long enough to “Like” my Facebook page!
It’s Release Day for paperback Wanted: Wife! As you may have gotten from my post yesterday, there’s nothing like seeing your work in old-school print–that is if it’s old school after all. It just feels too new and fresh. As of this morning, Amazon already had almost exhausted its stock, so it must be selling somewhere. Just like the U.S. Treasury when it runs out of money, I just suppose we’ll have to print more! I received a nice little shipment of books from Avon’s own Carly Bornstein yesterday (thanks, sweetie!) and I took one of those copies around to my local Barnes & Noble’s Community Relations Manager, Susan Hogan. I thought if I brib–er, gifted her a copy, she might be persuaded to stock a few on her shelves. Turns out she already had some on order. Hey! Wasn’t that nice! And she also went a step further saying she’d like to have me do a book event. Well! Way more than I expected. So we’re looking at late summer/early fall, you know, right around the time it hits the New York Times list. I will most definitely keep you posted.
Many thanks to all the usual suspects who brought this day around–editor extraordinaire Tessa Woodward, my most glamorous agent, Marisa Corvisiero, Avon indispensables Carly Bornstein and Caroline Perny, fellow writer, beta-reader and head-smacker (when necessary, which is often) Linda J. Parisi, and all those wonderful people out in the dark. From my desk to yours, thank you.
I’m sitting here with my head in a towel, just out of the shower, writing this. The immediacy of tomorrow just struck me and I had to make note of it, as it’ll be the first time I’ll see my fiction in print–in print the old-school way that is, how every writer still works to see themselves. Although print these days may seem quaint, it’s a technology that’s survived five hundred years and there’s a reason for that, to get it in down in writing denoting a seriousness, the permanence of ink still resonating. With so much of our documents now virtual, it’s a charge, at least to this writer, to heft her own book in her hands, a tangible confirmation of her creative ability. I’m sure most other writers feel the same, at least most of the writers I know do, although there are some who don’t and that’s fine. But there’s just something about books in general that get to me. It’s the smell of ink and paper and the space they occupy, whether in a bookstore yet to be adopted, or packed into your own shelving, indicating a concrete database of accomplished cultural knowledge. I have five tall, crammed bookcases myself, a compendium of the varied aspects of my life, from my undergrad and graduate studies, to textbooks I use for teaching, signed books by favorite authors from my bookselling days, my reference for research, the non-fiction feeding my political bent and inner historian, to rows and rows of fiction as varied as James Joyce, Mark Twain and Dorothy Parker to Diana Gabaldon, Lisa Klepas and Khaled Hosseini. And now one more, decidedly personal.
Which you can buy by going right here. I see a space on your shelf it’d fill perfectly!