BEA: The Three Levels of Confusion
I’m not the best with following directions. I blame this on my rural upbringing where road names where largely ignored. For us, it was “Go ’til you see a red barn on the left, drive until you cross the crick, and hang a right. If you see the old Abney place with the water…
continue readingBEA: Welcome to DC
The cop pulls behind our rental car and hits the lights. It’s Friday afternoon, we’re barely moving on a crowded Connecticut Avenue, and Five-Oh decides to pull us over. Ten minutes inside DC, I haven’t even checked into my hotel yet, much less hit BEA and cops are involved. This isn’t a good omen. He…
continue readingMagazine Goodness
A couple of magazine articles well worth your time… a shockingly sincere essay from a comedian in Men’s Health and a perfectly Saunders-esque description of a quest to Nepal in GQ. I haven’t seen Craig Ferguson on CBS’ The Late Late Show and I previously didn’t know a damned thing about him. But if he…
continue readingEmail Problem Corrected
I had a temporary blip with my email system this morning. The server was rejecting emails until early afternoon. So if you’re one of the super-cool folks I met at BEA, or a publisher who wants to give me $500,000 for the first four chapters of my unfinished teen novel, I might have missed your message. Please email me…
continue readingBack Home from BEA
Whew. It was a long, exhausting, but immensely fun weekend at Book Expo America. Sorry for the lack of posts. Internet access was in short supply and time was even more lacking. Every minute seemed to be filled with someone to talk to or something to see. Top it off with a delayed flight and I…
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