I got back to my email (just now: I got home about 40 minutes ago, gawd) to not one, but two notifications that I’d made Ansible‘s Neat Tricks Department:
* _Neat Tricks Dept._ `I tilted my face up, eyes closed against the stinging drops, and watched the garden flash bright with the crack of lightning.’ (C.E. Murphy, _Thunderbird Falls_, 2006) [MKK]
*blushes and laughs* As flame fame is mine!
I also got email from J.G. Jones, to whom I gave a copy of URBAN SHAMAN. The subject line was, “I blame you,” and the email said:
Okay, I’m dog tired and I blame you.
I worked a brutal week making deadlines on covers, and went to bed last night with the intention of reading a chapter of something until I passed out. Since I had just finished a couple of books that I had going simultaneously, I grabbed Urban Shaman and started in.
I had to read thirteen chapters before my eyes stopped focusing and the pets were whining about the light being on. I was captivated. The story just picked me right up and pulled me along. I love the voice and the pacing. It’s a really good read! So I’m blaming you for my lack of sleep, my bloodshot eyes, and my eyestrain headache.
Nice job.
-radiates cheerfulness and laughter-
I am so insanely tired. I have things to talk about, but I’m going to go sit in the shower until the grime of two days of travel has sluffed off me and then I’m crawling into bed and staying there for a very, very long time.
But first: a not-quite-worksafe example of what happens when toddlers are introduced to Fine Art. *howls with laughter*
hehe, well, the same thing happened to me, but with BOTH of your books!
Those photos are hilarious}:P
I love J.G. Jones. He’s such a sweetie. A friend and I made an awesome shirt for his wife.
But was the museum insured for that? o_o
Glad to hear that you finally, really, truly, actually made it home. You didn’t really have to go quite so far to top my houor or so delay at O’Hare ya know.
Oh, and it sure was good to meet you!!!
Glad to hear you finally made it home. It was a pleasure meeting you. Thanks for sporting the Night Shade Gear at world Fantasy. Pics are up here
Well…in your defense…A body -would- be able to see lightning flashes with one’s eyes closed. Not, y’know, maybe actually see the *garden*, maybe….
Welcome back!
I saw that quote in Ansible but I was too nice to send it to you. Or too lazy, I can’t be sure.
Great Fine Art pic. Art feeds the soul and that kid clearly feels it should feed the body too.
He really is a very nice guy. :)
At World Fantasy, and then for the next three days all over the United States and Ireland… o.O :) It was great to meet you too!
You know, I actually thought during all of that, “Well, Michael’s going to be very annoyed that my travel story is once more worse than his.” *laugh* It was fantastic to meet you, too. *beam* :)
Well, he hasn’t gotten to the second one yet! :) *beam* I think that’s the best compliment ever: I stayed up WAY TOO LATE reading your book. :) I’m glad it got you TWICE! ahahah! :)
I stood around and talked with him for most of the EmeraldCity ComicCon. Because no one else was. Him or Gail Simone, which I thought to be a travesty.
Heh. You’re right I was annoyed. *mock annoyed look* You’re such a selfish attention whore. Oh, wait, that’s Jay….
And I’m glad meeting me didn’t disappoint. *smile*
that is not quite what happened to me reading Urban Shaman but only because I have no pets and my eyes stopped focusing a lot sooner. I think i got to sleep somewhere around chapter 11.
Oh and many congrat’s on the Thoggish fame. tolkein has made it in so plenty of the company is good. Dave Langford said that several authors have sent him their own nominations from their work and that that, while flattering, boggles him slightly.