Oh people, there is too much life in my life. That seriously cuts into my blogging time.(and my sleeping time) We’ll consider this the-catch-people-up-on-all-the-news-before-running-off-to-work-post.
1. Five more days left to enter this month’s ARC contest! The first ARC will be given away on July 10th. Then the contest reboots for an August 10th give away. Repeat for the September 10th give away.
I did pass out a couple of bonus prizes this month. Bonus prizes are like ninja attacks, quiet and you never see them coming. I should also add that bonus prizes don’t disqualify you for the main prize. They are just bonuses.
2. Book bloggers, reviewers and librarians take note! Delia’s Shadow is now available on NetGallery.
3. I will be at WorldCon in San Antonio over Labor Day Weekend. No schedule yet…but no one has a schedule. More news once I know what I’m doing.
4. I also have my first signing scheduled! I will be doing an author event at Murder By The Book in Houston, TX on September 21st beginning at 4:30 p.m. You can find more information on their website. I’m hoping to see a lot of people turn out for this event.
One of the super cool things about Murder By The Book is that if you can’t make an event, you can call or email the store and order a personalized copy of Delia. They will also ship internationally. That means everyone has a chance for me to sign their book no matter where they live.
5. The weekend of October 10th, 11th and 12th I’ll be in Denver for the Mountains and Plains Independent Booksellers Association annual trade show. Never having been to Denver before, I’m pretty excited about this trip. Plus, who wouldn’t want to spend a weekend with other writers and independent booksellers? More details when I have them.
6. Book three is going well. I just need more hours in the day, but that’s always true. A darling from night before last. I haven’t posted one in a long time. Context free as always, rough, raw and very subject to revision.
Jordan had followed me to a tall, glass fronted case flanking the window. Three intent faces watched me from the curved glass front, but I did my best to ignore them. The oldest of Dora’s books resided in this cabinet, some with leather covers so ancient that they threatened to crumble to dust if handled too roughly.
Opening the doors brought the smell of ancient oceans, pine forests and the salty smell of heated desert sand. Each volume carried its own scent, a marker placed by the man or woman who wrote it. Spices, long vanished meadow flowers, herbs and perfumes: each one was unique.
Not all the aromas were pleasant. That too was a reflection of the contents; dark histories from desperate times, or a survivor recounting how evil almost swept the world away. I’d avoided reading those books when I first started working with Dora, but there was no avoiding the shadowed corners for long. Best to know and be prepared.
That’s all the news that’s fit to print, at least for now. Write those ghost stories for me!