MaryJanice Davidson's Blog, page 21

I Blog Around The World

Check out the blog for the nifty Australian conference I'm attending. If nothing else, it's a warning never to invite me anywhere.

http://arrc-guestblogging.blogspot.com/

I Prepare To Flee The Hemisphere

I'll be Australia late next week for the first ever ARRC (Australian Romance Readers Convention). Among other things, I'll give a speech and dump free books on anyone who stands still long enough (poor bums!). And I cannot WAIT...it's summertime there! Me, I can't walk to my car without braining myself on the ice. Or the sidewalk (which is covered in ice). Or stumbling into ice-laden branches that line the driveway. Or--well, you get the picture.

Check out http://www.australianromancereader

Seraph Of Sorrow is out!

The fourth book in our Jennifer Scales weredragon series, The Seraph of Sorrow, released this week. These are the books I co-write with my husband, Anthony Alongi (which explains why they're longer than anything I write on my own).

Also, I'm fleeing the hemisphere mid-month to give the keynote speech at the ARRC09 (held this year in Melbournce, Australia). Between me and thee, I cannot get out there fast enough. It's summertime on the other side of the planet, but five below zero in Minneapol

The Seraph of Sorrow, or I Write A Longer Book

With help, natch. More than "help", actually...the fourth book from our Weredragon series, THE SERAPH OF SORROW, will be out in less than two weeks. And I have to say, I was surprised.

Not by the approaching date...although it does seem like 2008 went by in about a blink and a half, and here we are in mid-to-late January 2009 already and when did time start speeding up, my God, I feel like if I blink it'll be Valentine's, and if I sneeze it'll be Spring.

No, I was surprised, very pleasantly surp

I Don't Lie to a Cop

So, I was pulled over for speeding a while back. My son, then 6, was in the backseat. I was tired, and anxious to get home, and got a little heavy with the gas pedal. So naturally when I saw flashing lights in my rear view mirror, I knew exactly why I was being pulled over.

"Well, shit," says me.

"What's he doing, Mom?"

"Well, I broke the law, so the cop has to pull me over. He'll also run my driver's license through his computer to make sure I'm not an escaped drooling psychopath."

"Then what?"

Borders Coughs Up An Amazing Apology

If you've been following this blog, you should know that I sulked for a day or two, but by the time I got back to MN from my CT T'giving trip, the following e-mail was waiting for me.

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Dear Ms. Davidson,

I am the General Manager of Borders in Fairfield and I am writing to you to apologize about the experience you had at Borders in Fairfield, CT this week. I am so very, very sorry about the way you were treated. We have always been a store that has strived to be author friendly. The man

My Husband Goes Medieval On White Collar Employees

Several of you have asked for my husband's part of the story, so here it is! Behold and tremble at part two of MJ's Retail Humiliation (usually that would refer to one of my fake credit cards getting declined, but that's a story for another time).

Rather than paraphrase my husband Tony's experience (So then, my husband goes, "quit it!" and the other guy goes, "not gonna", and Tony's all "shut your pie hole!" and he was all, etc., etc.), I asked him to write the whole thing down so I could paste

I Get the Big F.U. From the Fairfield CT Borders

So, I'm in Connecticut for the holidays, visiting family.  And while we were poking around Fairfield, CT, yesterday, I spotted a Borders.  Remembering Fred #3 (FISH OUT OF WATER) was out that very day, I decided to pop in and sign stock.  I was totally unaware of the nightmare awaiting within.
Signing stock is different from a book signing.  With a signing, the store is expecting you, they've (hopefully) advertised, there are chairs out for readers, they've stocked lots of copies of your books.