Get down, get undressed, get pretty

First up: Many thanks to those of you who passed around the link to yesterday’s GET IT OUT OF MY STORAGE AREA book sale – and many thanks also to those of you who bought books, of course! I got rid of pretty much everything I meant to sell – by which I mean, I unloaded three full boxes of miscellaneous books upon you fine people. And those are three boxes I do not have to carry to Tennessee. So when I say “thanks,” I really mean it.

Also, I think I probably raised enough money to pay for our hotel stays on the cross-country drive. So there’s some gravy, yeah.

So I’m calling that sale a success, and calling it finished. Please no more requests for books. There are no more books for sale at this time. My apologies if you missed it.

Everyone who completed the paypal instructions: Your books are either in the mail, or going into the mail tomorrow. Those of you dibbed books but did not pay (only a couple of people – no big deal), your books are going back into my personal stash. Sorry.


Next in the queue: Here’s recent progress on my comic/sci-fi young adult project where a girl becomes a ninja and fights aliens with much ass-kicking and many LOLs but not a whole lot of kissing (or any kissing, to be frank) plus BONUS Bruce Lee’s ghost, a vintage Thunderbird, zenlightenment on the fly, and fat stacks of Cool Ranch Doritos.

    Project: Ninja Planet
    Deadline: Sooner or Later
    New words written: 2260 (nothing to write home about.)
    Present total word count: 32,182 words

    Things accomplished in fiction: Formulated A Plan. Picked nose in front of a poorly hidden camera to entertain self while men in an unmarked van went, “Ew.”

    Things accomplished in real life: Went to post office three times because hot damn, that was a lot of books to mail; did laundry; cleaned house a bit; dealt with plumber (rather briefly); spent my lunch hour with my (out-of-town) friend’s cat; went to Walgreens; cleaned out storage area downstairs; got inbox down to zero, though now it’s not zero anymore, so oh well.

4 thoughts on “Get down, get undressed, get pretty

  1. Michelle Feltham

    Darn, I missed the book sale while my internet connection was out all day yesterday. I’m glad it was such a success. And I love the sound of the non-kissing, alien-kicking ninja girl!

    By the way, Four and Twenty Blackbirds (which I think just got its first UK print) got a four and a half star review in SFX magazine this month. Not at all bad.

  2. Really? That’s awesome – thanks for passing it along! Now I just have to get my hands on this SFX magazine…

  3. Michelle Feltham

    As far as I can tell, the review isn’t on their website but only in the magazine (which is the case for most of their reviews). I have typed up the review – thus getting practice in the ancient art of copy-typing that I learned as a girl – and have pasted it below. I’d be happy to scan the page for you if that’d be more use. Equally happy to pass on a printed copy of the magazine if you’ve got a safely anonymous sort of PO Box.

    For copyright reason, it might be worth deleting this after you’ve read it.

    From SFX no. 221, June 2012

    With the success of True Blood, you may think that the Southern Gothic genre is all about vampires and love-struck psychics. But artificial blood products aren’t the only things coming out of the American South.
    Eden Moore is a young woman who knows little about her family history. Brought up by her sister and brother-in-law on Signal Mountain, Tennessee, she knows only that her mother is dead, her father was unknown and her sister doesn’t want to talk about it. It was never going to stay that simple though, what with her violent cousin convinced she’s the reincarnation of a sorcerer ancestor, and the ghosts of three murdered relatives following her throughout her childhood.
    The Story’s exceptionally well-written, with characters, pacing and plotting all spot on. The only extra that would have helped – like a map in a sprawling fantasy novel – is a family tree. With illegitimate children and adulterous husbands criss-crossing in Eden’s ancestry, it becomes difficult to remember just how everyone is related.
    That’s a small complaint though, and our only one regarding a book filled with tension, turmoil and terror. This is the first of three Eden Moore books; with so much of this story concerning self-discovery it’s hard to guess exactly where they’ll go next. But we can’t wait to find out.
    Rhian Drinkwater.

    Cherie Priest can’t abide black liquorice – even the smell of it makes her gag. Red liquorice is just fine, though. Phew. [SFX adds little bracketed titbits like this.]

  4. Aw! Sweet – thank you so much! I do greatly appreciate it; you are awesome!


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