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Readercon Sunday

Riveting stuff, I know, but I gotta finish what I started…

Up early again for breakfast with Laird. Jeffrey Ford joined us and he loaded me up with some good mystery-book-promoting/publishing advice while I loaded up on eggs and sausage. Feed a fever?

Next up was the Shirley Jackson Awards ceremony.  I really can't say enough about how much work and the quality of the work JoAnn Cox puts into the awards and the ceremony.  Everything ran as smooth as could be.  Liz Hand was perfect as as MC.  We

Readercon Saturday

(*disclaimer: If I forget to mention you, or a certain event, it's not personal. It means: I'm still foggy while recovering from my flu and/or I'm a horrible person who sometimes forgets the names of his own children, no really, it's true*)

Saturday:

Laird and I woke up early to have breakfast with the talented and charming Steve Berman.   The breakfast conversation was going wonderfully until Laird annouced that his pancakes were the worst he ever had.  Steve finished his eggs quietly then flippe

Readercon Friday

(*disclaimer: If I forget to mention you, or a certain event, it's not personal. It means: I'm still foggy while recovering from my flu and/or I'm a horrible person who sometimes forgets the names of his own children, no really, it's true*)

Friday:

Got up way too early to drive the kids north, and then to the hotel.  I blame it for the illness that would soon turn me into Typhoid Tremblay.  Regardless, I arrived in time to see a couple of panels and get lunch, off con-site, with Laird and Jack Ha

Readercon Thursday

(*disclaimer: If I forget to mention you, or a certain event, it's not personal.  It means: I'm still foggy while recovering from my flu and/or I'm a horrible person who sometimes forgets the names of his own children, no really, it's true*)

Thursday:

Due to Cole's rescheduled baseball game, the day was a wee bit hectic.  Me and kiddies picked up Laird Barron at Logan at 9am, then drove to Copley Square, parked, and gave Laird a brief walking tour of Boston.  We walked down Boylston, through the p

2008 Shirley Jackson Award Winners

2008 Shirley Jackson Awards Winners

The 2008 Shirley Jackson Awards winners were announced on Sunday, July 12th 2009, at Readercon 20, Conference on Imaginative Literature, in Burlington, Massachusetts. Congratulations to all winners.

NOVEL

Winner:

THE SHADOW YEAR, Jeffrey Ford (William Morrow)

Finalists:

* Alive in Necropolis, Doug Dorst (Riverhead Hardcover)
* The Man on the Ceiling, Steve Rasnic Tem and Melanie Tem (Wizards of the Coast Discoveries)
* Pandemonium, Daryl Gregory (Del Rey)
* The Resur

Dark Scribe Reviews H&T

And an in depth, positive review it is.  Oh, and it's goin' on the fridge.

Indeed, Tremblay has positioned himself as something of a virtuoso when it comes to the intricate, interactive narrative format – as also evidenced by last year's sublime "The Blog at the End of the World" (winner of DSM's Black Quill Award for short fiction)…. Tremblay has been establishing himself over the past several years as one of an up-and-coming crop of genre writers bringing the literary back into dark genre liter

Readercon Schedule

Readercon is this week!  Hard to believe it's here already, but I'm very excited to see old friends and new.

Thursday, July 9th *note, the con is free to the public on Thursday night only*

Reading, 9:30pm:  I'll be doing an ADD reading.  Ten-ish minutes of The Little Sleep, ten-ish minutes of The Harlequin & the Train, and the first chapter of No Sleep till Wonderland.

Saturday, July 11th

10:00 AM, RI: Panel

Short Horror Fiction: The State of the Art (and Market) Today.  Laird
Barron, Jeanne Cavelos,

Copy edit symbols are magical runes

Well not really.  I've been reading The Hobbit out loud to my son as of late, so I have runes on the brain, but there's something about the regimented copy edit symbols that I find fascinating.

For one, if you google search, you'll find variations.  I tend to use the U of Colorado site as a rubrick if I don't understand the symbol.   Of course, if I really don't undrestand the symbol, then I just write STET.

Oh, the magical power of STET.  Having spent the last week on my copy edits for NO SLEEP T

The age theory of 11

This is why you should fear 11.

Whoops, wrong number and movie. But seriously, 11 is a tough number.

With 30 staring you in the face, the first age you even remotely sense the cold finger of mortality is 29, and 2 plus 9 is 11 for the slower among you. Today, I'm 38. Gah, 38. I was 16 when my parents were 38! And 38 is an 11 year. It means I'm closer to 40 than 35. It's the beginning of my preoccupation with 40. *shakes old man fist*. Projecting forward, 47 doesn't look so hot, neither do

The Harlequin & the Train: free digital peek!

You can't download it to your computer (I mean, come on, we do need to sell a few books) but you can view/read the entire novella at issuu.com for free.

Check it out, and if you dig, then buy a copy.