Oh, I'm gonna go to the special hell.

Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'


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A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.


deborah grabien - Oct 28, 2004 12:30:07 pm PDT #7779 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Well, hoping my invisible internet friends in the Boston-Somerville area are poking the Brookline Booksmith for me. That would be my first stop...


Anne W. - Oct 28, 2004 12:42:08 pm PDT #7780 of 10001
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.

Deb, I'd be happy to beta if you need another set of eyes.


Deena - Oct 28, 2004 10:16:16 pm PDT #7781 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

Deb, I've been poking the libraries and a couple of nice independent bookstores for the first or second weekend in December. I've received no word back yet.


deborah grabien - Oct 28, 2004 10:17:14 pm PDT #7782 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Deena, they may not want to do anything until after the holidays are over; most bookstores, at least, won't book for December unless they know the author already. Since the store's already full of traffic....


Deena - Oct 28, 2004 10:28:53 pm PDT #7783 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

True. I'm hopeful until I get a definite no, though.


deborah grabien - Oct 28, 2004 10:53:36 pm PDT #7784 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

Why do I always get publicity requests requiring immediate attention at midnight? Demanding headshots too big for the %$%$% program?

Done. Avonex. Sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.

Oh, and January would be fine, you know, sweetie.

Anne, will send when awake.


Deena - Oct 29, 2004 4:50:13 am PDT #7785 of 10001
How are you me? You need to stop that. Only I can be me. ~Kara

Huh. I hadn't thought of any time but the one. I'm sure it'll be a shock to everyone to discover I'm sometimes fatally single-minded.


deborah grabien - Oct 29, 2004 7:32:06 am PDT #7786 of 10001
It really doesn't matter. It's just an opinion. Don't worry about it. Not worth the hassle.

I'm three for three in the reviews department! Library Journal review came out today:

Theater producer Penelope Wintercraft-Hawkes senses immediately that a London theater building bequeathed to her by a wealthy and eccentric French aunt she scarcely knew is unusual. The Victorian location could prove very beneficial to Penny's traveling troupe, but phantom odors, burning voices, and random shocks alarm both Penny and Ringan, her folklorist/guitarist/restorer boyfriend, then cause the death of a restoration specialist. The pair investigate and, with help from a retired archivist, pinpoint the cause of the disturbance. This follow-up to Grabien's debut, The Weaver and the Factory Maid, is an admirable blend of historical fact, folklore, and fancy - all told with compelling panache. Grabien lives in San Francisco. [See Mystery Prepub, LJ 7/04.]

Off to Seattle.


victor infante - Oct 30, 2004 7:54:35 pm PDT #7787 of 10001
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.

Off to Seattle.

Sounds like fun!

I'm writing up a storm this weekend. Since Friday, I've finished two columns ("How To Succeed As A Failing Writer" and the first of the new column over at WriteMovies.com, "Infante's Inferno,") along with the new bit of the weird-ass Oz and his "through the looking glass" Scooby Gang fic.

Best not to question it, I suppose.


victor infante - Oct 30, 2004 8:05:37 pm PDT #7788 of 10001
To understand what happened at the diner, we shall use Mr. Papaya! This is upsetting because he's the friendliest of fruits.

And speaking of which ...

In the latest installment of "How To Succeed As A Failing Writer," the author extolls the virtues of reading comic books and writing Buffy fan fic. Does he know his audience, or what?

No Writer is an Island ... Except Maybe One Or Two, Who Are Fiji