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I had a rare evening out last night. Whoohoo! My friend Pam invited me to Union Hall to see a musician I really wanted to see, Andrew Bird. Pam and her husband, Jim, own Union Hall in lovely Park Slope, Brooklyn, and it makes me feel sort of satellite cool that I know...
Desert Island Discs
Occasionally, I like to troll through the Celebrity Playlist section on iTunes to see what people count as songs they could not live without. It's usually interesting, and I've come away with new things to listen to. And sometimes the commentary is witty or...
21 Proms
I keep forgetting to mention that I have a story in a new anthology out now--21 PROMS. They are, shockingly, stories about prom. And there are 21 of them. Yes, we like to keep you on your toes with our mysterious ways. You'll also find stories by Holly Black, Rachel...
You say it’s your birthday. Well, it’s my birthday, too, yeah.
Today is my birthday. Woke up and it was sunny and about 55 degrees and I said, "Oh yeah, baby." The universe, she is good. The husband, boy, and I went to have brunch in the city. We tried to go to The Clinton Baking Shop on the Lower East Side, but it was slammed...
Of books, Britney, and being pissed off
It's been a tough week and not just for me. After several 14-hour writing days tacked onto two months of marathon writing, I hit the wall Monday. I could not physically make myself write another word. It wasn't just the exhaustion. The lagging self-confidence. The...
Uh, did I say the 15th?
Heh, heh. Yeah. About that deadline. Got an extension--till Tuesday the 20th. I feel like I am in an unholy merger of "Project Runway" and "Supersize Me." Like I'm running through Mood Fabrics with the clock ticking and the only thing I've ingested are coffee and...
Holy crap, it’s still not finished
It's February 1st, and this is a quick update. In early January, when it became clear to me that I would never in a gazillion years finish my revisions by January 15th, I called my lovely, long-suffering editor, Wendy, and made a new deadline: February 15th. Yeah,...
Electric Pikachu wishes you a Happy New Year
This should be an interesting post. It's 7:57 a.m. I've been up since 5:00 obsessing/freaking out about the book. (I didn't actually get out of bed at that hour, mind you, but instead I stared at my ceiling and chewed my lower lip and silently implored my cat to...
What do we want? Procrastination! When do we want it? Later!
Top Ten List of Procrastination Techniques While on Deadline for Novel 10. Floss 9. Do Google search for various disease symptoms. Become convinced you have every single one. Freak out. Consider booking colonoscopy/barium swallow/MRI/bone density test/fasting blood...
They put a bonnet on my head.
I was reading an earlier draft of The Sweet Far Thing in my Orphans file when I came across a passage where Kartik explains to Gemma what's going down with the Rakshana. He says, "They put a bounty on my head." Except that I read it as, "They put a BONNET on my head."...
Freebasing the frosting
I'm sitting at Tea Lounge borrowing their unpredictable WiFi to post an entry. For almost two weeks, I've had no internet/email connection. I thought it was the modem, but according to the guy from Time Effing Warner Cable (my pet name for them) who came out and...
Angels in the subway
What a strange morning. Around 9:00 I was taking the F into Manhattan from Brooklyn. I managed to score a seat by the window. (Already the unusual begins...) In my rush, I'd forgotten to bring a book, so I decided to tune out to my iPod. It's the usual New York rush...