Joshilyn Jackson's Blog, page 14

November 6

Pretty Fans! In between whatever other little voting-type errands you may do today, please don’t forget to vote A GROWN UP KIND OF PRETTY in the BEST FICTION of 2012 award poll over at Goodreads.

Look, a handy link for voting!

Don’t neglect to pass the link on via facebook, tweet, and emails to folks you know who love the book, please. Remember the PURELY HIDEOUS Incentives.

Meanwhile, here below find a conversation with Maisy….I post it in honor of this election day. All day today I shall p...

Incenti-Votes

My Gimlet Eye. Look, it is fixing you.

SO when last we spoke, I was trying to think of NON BRIBEY incentives that might motivate genuine fans of A GROWN-UP KIND OF PRETTY help get the word out about its NOM for BEST FICTION over at GOODREADS. Have YOU voted yet, Oh Best of all possible Best Beloved? Yes, YOU. *fixes you with a gimlet eye*

Look, a handy link for voting!

SO here is what I came up with.

1) If A GROWN-UP KIND OF PRETTY makes the finals, I will post here a FREE DOWNLOAD of a short s...

I Know. Sorry. You Were ALREADY Sick of Elections….

SO! as I lost my mind and told youyesterday, PRETTY is nominated for GoodReads Best Fiction Thing. I became instant DOUBLE CRAZY to get everyone who EVER kissed this book on the lips and pronounced it to be yummy to go VOTE!

Look, a handy link for voting!

But yeah—today? I went into a really weird place. I’ve read six of the other books nominated in my category, and you know what? They are very good books. *shrug*

I mean—what’s the best John Hughes film? Pretty in Pink or Sixteen Candles? I...

A Rallying Cry for Big-Time Help

We’ve had the storm of the decade menacing and then tearing up the east coast, and it feels kinda weird to be all HEY! A GOOD THING HAPPENED, but…a good thing DID happen, and I have to talk about it, because I need your help to make it keep happening some more.

I am also sorry to interrupt the ongoing story. You know, the one that will eventually be about surviving without a single organizational skill? I am NOT pink socking… WE WILL GET THERE. Albeit slowly, like a DiCaprio-hating iceberg an...

Nized: Organ, Part 2 (This title makes sense in my head)

Dear North East Coasties, Hang on. We are praying for you guys. Love, Joss.

Part one is HERE.

When last we blogged, I had been previously unaware that I was mortal, and I had come to know it. Not intellectually. Viscerally.

APPARENTLY this is a BFD.

It’s such a Bee Eff Dee that they have a name for it: Mid-Life Crisis. Most people, somewhere in their forties, realize they are mortal, and a lot of them respond by purchasing Mustangs or injecting pig botulism directly into their faces—mostly ha...

Organ: Part 1 of Organ-ized. (SEE WHAT I DID THERE?)

One sec— First! Go HERE.

I LOVE this blog. It’s where you take page 69 of your novel and see if it can REPRESENT #dorksign. I got to do it since A GROWN UP KIND OF PRETTY just came out in Paperback, and BY THE WAY, if you have not gotten your copy yet, put your eyes to the side (the left side) and see all the links for where to get it. (I think I need to add audible links, yes? Mr. Husband? Can this happen?)

Are you back, oh my beloveds? OKAY! On to ORGAN. As in Organ Failure. As in mine. Thi...

An Open Letter to the Evangelically Organized

Dear Evangelically Organized,

If you are a Multi-Sized-Tupperware-Having, Tidy-Closet-Owning , Where-The-Scissors-Are-Knowing (assuming a child has not absconded with them to “give my little sister’s Barbie’s a makeover” while you read this), Meal-Planning type … go with God.

This letter is not to you.

It is only to you if you are described above AND you habitually tell people, “Oh, anyone can be organized if they just *insert your system here.*”

It is SUPER DOUBLE to you if you then give a smi...

Cookie Fall-Out

To answer the repeated queries in the comments: It was delicious. A++. Would eat again.

Here is an ACTUAL conversation I had soon after the cookie blog went live, as closely as I can remember it.

Setting: Alison and I are talking on the phone and simultaneously surfing the web, looking for a good place to meet for lunch…

Alison: That cookie looks like the ones we got in Virginia Highlands at that bakery, remember?

Me: OH! YES! IT KINDA DOES! I bet that’s where I got it. When was that?

Alsion: …L...

The Evidence Against Me

It looked a lot like this cookie. Or this cookie's grandmother. Whatever. Click pic for recipe.

Sitting in carpool today, I decided to clean out my glove compartment. Inside, I found a little waxy paper bakery envelope containing a cookie. It was a WHOLE cookie, though some edges had crumbled.

It was a small artisan fancy cream colored grown up sort of cookie. An adult cookie. It seemed…Frenchish, in that I suspected it would be lightly sweet and would have had, before it aged, a velvety textur...

Typical Sunday Morning

Every self-respecting Disney Princess needs a strompy castle...

The dogs have gone to breakfast. I am lounging in bed with Mango on my chest, and Mr. Husband brings me coffee and gets back in, too. We lie there scritching him in tandem while he looks smug and lets us know he deems our ministrations acceptable by purring.

Mango is turning out to be superlative.

You know, you get an adult pet, it’s a risk, like a mail order bride, except not creepy. An animal might SEEM like a good fit on paper,...