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Name that band
I was recently asked a really fun question by an interviewer. It was such a fun and different question that it totally stumped me. The question was along the lines of this: I know you like music, blah, blah, blah (the interviewer did not say blah, blah, blah...I just...
Laugh while you can, Monkey Boy!
Ah, morning. Much better. Rise and shine, sunshine...and get ready to chip ice off the steps. That Nor'easter is a-starting here in Brooklyn. Snow=love. Ice=despair. And a lot of work. ***Before I blog about last night, I'd like to ask a favor. I know that some of...
Too late to blog
It's late. Way past my bedtime. Had a houseful of delectable YA authors for pizza and a movie and general mirth. will blog it tomorrow. Oh, wait. It IS tomorrow. 12:48 a.m. Okay, later tomorrow. Like daytime, after a snooze and the digestion of the four million bad...
People, people who read PEOPLE
You wanna know something that feels really, really cool? Opening up the new (Dec. 24th) issue of PEOPLE magazine and seeing your book reviewed in the book section. P. 55. I would like to say that I handled this situation with elegance, grace, and a certain je ne sais...
Interview with a Vamp
My internet is being all kinds of wonky today. Maybe it's the weather. Baby, it's COLD outside. And sleeting. And raining. And just generally icky. What I want is a really good, really big snow. I love snow. Sleet, not so much. I just did a Q&A with Indigo Books....
Problems? Word.
Meh. Wanted to write something clever, but I am being forced to help the 4th grader with his math homework, which is like Stevie Wonder helping somebody with a visual field test. I think we established my deficiency in this subject yesterday. What we have on tap...
Counting is Fun!
Tonight, my son said, "Hey, only 14 days until Christmas!" And I said, "No, honey, that can't be right because it's 16 days until my book comes out." He looked at me weird and said, "What's today's date?" "December 11th," I said, confidently. My son looked at my...
Lost in Stephen King country
Tales of Maine, Part II After bolting for the safety of the Love Machine, Eleanor and I promptly shriek with laughter for a good ten minutes. “What should we do now?” I ask, wiping away tears. “We need some good trash,” E. says. E. and I have a ritual that involves...
Day #1: Tales of Arrested Development
There are 18 more days until THE SWEET FAR THING bows (I know, 'cause I just counted on my fingers), and I've decided that I'm going to challenge myself to do an LJ entry a day until December 26th. I may not have anything to say and will have to resort to periods of...
Why I must have deadlines
This is what happens when I don't have deadlines. When I don't have deadlines, I find ways to amuse myself. http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1224219103 Wrong on so many levels. Wrong, wrong, wrong.
What I Meant to Say Was…
In my zeal to post about music magazines yesterday, I sort of posted without thinking or reading through. Always a bad idea. I left a few things out that might have been helpful for context. (Like the fact that, while I'm sarcastic, I'm not actually abusive toward...
Chicks Don’t Rock
It was great to see all your lists of things you're thankful for--and to get more music suggestions. Hope everyone had a nice Turkey Day. And to the reader who wants to know if I know Stephanie Meyer's email address or what Bella's wedding dress looks like--sorry, I...