Bookzilla, Library Journal stars, and other random thoughts
--Why do I find it so much harder to write on rainy days than on sunny days? I know I've blogged about this before, but since today is the first rainy weekday in roughly six months here in Atlanta, I find myself having trouble once again to motivate. Okay. I can do it. Just one more cup of coffee, then I'll do it. Really. (Proof, if I needed it, that I would not be a very productive Seattle writer, much as I love that city.)
--Had a blast at the sixth annual Decatur Book Festival, which is the third one I've given a talk at and the fourth I've attended. In addition to my own events (and big thanks for everyone who came, and especially to everyone who bought an advance copy of the hardcover, which otherwise doesn't go on sale until Sept. 29!), I got to see a talk by George Pelecanos, who writes great D.C.-based crime novels and should have a place in writer heaven for his work on The Wire alone, and one by Tom Perotta, whose The Leftovers sounds amazing. And then at the author party I got to shake hands with Mr. Perotta and tell him how much I dug Little Children, and in particular its perfect first line ("The young mothers were telling each other how tired they were"), and I also met many other wonderful writerly types, and catch up with some others I already know but don't see nearly enough. Ah, book festivals, where the scurrily introverted pointyheaded folk come out and play. Gotta love 'em.
--My son was not nearly as wowed by the giant, inflatable "Bookzilla" monster over Decatur Square as I had expected him to be, though.
--Library Journal has given The Revisionists a starred review! It calls it "an outstanding dystopic novel." It also says: "This is either a novel about a horrifying future in which dissent is crushed before it starts and history is altered to fit the present, or an equally horrific present in which corporate interests and lawmakers collude and the apparatus of enforcement is progressively outsourced. Maybe it's about both."
--Note to self: Next year, bring son to DragonCon, which happens at the same time as the Book Festival, a few miles away. If it's anything like ComicCon, with Stormtroopers and Boba Fetts galore, he'll be amazed.
--Can't tell if I really want to see the upcoming movie Contagion or if I really don't. If someone had to go make a film about a virus epidemic, I could have recommended that they option a certain first novel set in 1918...
--Didn't get nearly enough done today. Hence this meandering, aimless blog post at 4 PM. Note to sun: Come back. Drought, shmought. My trees will survive without more rain, really. I need your inspiration.
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--Had a blast at the sixth annual Decatur Book Festival, which is the third one I've given a talk at and the fourth I've attended. In addition to my own events (and big thanks for everyone who came, and especially to everyone who bought an advance copy of the hardcover, which otherwise doesn't go on sale until Sept. 29!), I got to see a talk by George Pelecanos, who writes great D.C.-based crime novels and should have a place in writer heaven for his work on The Wire alone, and one by Tom Perotta, whose The Leftovers sounds amazing. And then at the author party I got to shake hands with Mr. Perotta and tell him how much I dug Little Children, and in particular its perfect first line ("The young mothers were telling each other how tired they were"), and I also met many other wonderful writerly types, and catch up with some others I already know but don't see nearly enough. Ah, book festivals, where the scurrily introverted pointyheaded folk come out and play. Gotta love 'em.
--My son was not nearly as wowed by the giant, inflatable "Bookzilla" monster over Decatur Square as I had expected him to be, though.
--Library Journal has given The Revisionists a starred review! It calls it "an outstanding dystopic novel." It also says: "This is either a novel about a horrifying future in which dissent is crushed before it starts and history is altered to fit the present, or an equally horrific present in which corporate interests and lawmakers collude and the apparatus of enforcement is progressively outsourced. Maybe it's about both."
--Note to self: Next year, bring son to DragonCon, which happens at the same time as the Book Festival, a few miles away. If it's anything like ComicCon, with Stormtroopers and Boba Fetts galore, he'll be amazed.
--Can't tell if I really want to see the upcoming movie Contagion or if I really don't. If someone had to go make a film about a virus epidemic, I could have recommended that they option a certain first novel set in 1918...
--Didn't get nearly enough done today. Hence this meandering, aimless blog post at 4 PM. Note to sun: Come back. Drought, shmought. My trees will survive without more rain, really. I need your inspiration.
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