Ted and I had a little Smallville accident yesterday. We watched the entire second half of season four, and now we are sad because we won’t get to watch season five for a WHOLE YEAR. There are things I wouldn’t have done (and there’s one bit that I think was a critical mistake, but Ted says I’m a sadist), and while I know a lot of people think season four jumped the shark, I really pretty much enjoyed it across the board. It was nice to see Kristin Krunk get…
jpeterman
My J. Peterman order has arrived. To my delight, everything, including the size 8 skirt-trousers fits, except one blouse that I wasn’t sure of to begin with and which not only doesn’t fit, but wouldn’t look good on me if it did. It would’ve been fine if it’d been the kind of material I thought it was, but it wasn’t, so. Anyway, that’s maybe the only problem with J. Peterman’s artistic renderings of their clothes instead of photographs. All I need now is a professional photographer… :) It’s gotten too…
Choosing the hills to die on
The Old Races deal has been this very exciting saga, and I’m going to use it to illustrate how, as a professional writer, you ought to choose your hills to die on. Also to tell you about how cool my agent is, and the sorts of things that go on behind closed doors while you’re trying to work out a book deal. So this is how it went (cut for length; LJ readers can click through above):
for those of you…
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HAH!
HAH! *beams idiotically* The astute among you may have noticed that last week I mentioned Ted and I were going out to dinner to celebrate, and that I’d go into the details of celebration later. Now it is later! I am *button-poppingly pleased* to announce that my publisher, Luna Books, has made an offer on HEART OF STONE and its two sequels (currently titled HOUSE OF CARDS and HANDS OF FLAME). For those of you playing at home, this is the gargoyle trilogy, which is as a whole known as…