Okay. I give in. I have joined Twitter. I am a twit. I … have no idea what to do with it, you understand, but I’m told it’s terribly important for networking, and I’m trying to build access to my reader base, so… Surprisingly, I’m ce_murphy there. (Well, I think it’s surprising. I didn’t expect to get that username.) At any rate, I most solemnly swear to *not* pipe my twitter feed into my LJ. Another rather lovely day in Dublin. I met up with Kate and we had lunch…
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i’d say no more rants…
…but it wouldn’t be true. I will keep my rants to a minimum, though. Discussion on my earlier post prompted salient commentary elsewhere. Since I went off on a climate change shout-a-thon last week, it seems like I probably ought to link to this petition, encouraging the EPA to support carbon restrictions. It’s my somewhat bitter and cynical opinion that it’s not enough, but on the other hand, it’s better than nothing. So if you’re of a mind to at all, signing that would be, well, something. The Frozen Dublin…
Magical Words: who pays whom?
I’ve been doing what will, I imagine, turn into a four part series over on Magical Words, all prompted by a reader question “who pays whom?” Part one, discussing the editor/agent/author relationship and the differences between an editor and an editorial service, is here. Part two, discussing vanity presses, is here. I expect I’ll be talking about POD and ebooks over the next two weeks, and I’ll link to those later, maybe. For the moment, though, I thought I’d bring up what turned into a very long comment from the…
birthday bash interview
Reviewer Drey’s Library is having a blog birthday party all month, and has interviewed me as one of the, er, celebratory things. :) Anyway, you can win a copy of URBAN SHAMAN there, but even if you don’t need to you should go read the blog ’cause it’s nifty. :) There’s a lawn maintenance company here in Longford called Lawn’n’Order. To my great surprise, Lawn’n’Order came and parked in front of my house today, then went into my back yard, which was a disaster, and much weed whacking ensued. Now…
Take A Chance
I left the house to go on a walk this morning and a few doors down the postman said to me, “I’ve two packages for ye, is anyone there to collect them?”, so I turned around and came back home to collect them. One was full of enough Pop Tarts and macaroni and cheese to last us the rest of the year. Lisa is the best human *ever*, and I owe her something spectacular (like postage, at the very least). The other was full of issues 1-4 of Take A…