Natter 52: Playing with a full deck?
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
If I had a nickel for every time I used this boilerplate in a Legal Contract or Other Document:
Because there are many who are from the United kingdoms, this will be a Federal Harassment suite. According to the law in the United States, this is punishable by a number of years in a Federal Penatentraty.
There aren't any booksellers that I know of.
Talk to Vroman's, since you already have a contact there. Any bookstore can get your book in tomorrow at wholesale price -- it's worth asking if they'd let you take a case along and bring back the money for whatever you sold. They're already ordering in quantity for the book party, and you'll do them some favors by talking them up at the ComiCon event. (They might even send along someone to handle the selling part for you, especially if they have a staffer who's interested in going anyway). This is seriously the kind of thing we did all the time when I was working in an indie (and other stores do it too, but start where you know someone so you don't have to pitch the book before you even start on the remote sale business!)
It turns out the production server I've been using for 10 years for some key stuff ( and I inherited the tasks, so really, longer )? No one knew what it was used for so they unplugged it.
No, really.
Didn't even ask the person assigned to managing it.
I have to say, this guy does sound just like the internet lawyer I had sicced on me when I was in Nikita fandom. I wonder if he's made partner yet.
I wonder if he's made partner yet.
And if he has one of those special permanent contracts?
Here are the Comic-Con vendors: [link]
List with more information about the booths: [link] (Warning: Large PDF file)
Anyone recognize someone who could sell it?
Everything I learned about writing I learned from gay porn: [link] (via Gawker)
I'd be really, really uncomfortable selling my book myself, or asking anyone to do it for me.
Drug-sniffing dogs rode the L with me. They looked all, "Woe, why are you putting me in this crowded, shaking metal box?"