Regarding my quote yesterday (from a March 2, 2005 entry) on the ease with which one may find my books via the internet,
ariander writes:
To add to that, if people are really bent on buying through their local bookseller, said bookseller has all sorts of access to ordering systems and will most likely order whatever people want if those people make the effort to ask for it rather than wandering the aisles, giving a shrug when it can't be found, and walking back out the door.
This is, of course, entirely true, and I was remiss in not mentioning it. Don't see what you want at your local bookstore? Just ask them to order it. Easy as pie (whatever that means).
The latest round of eBay auctions will be ending later this afternoon, including the only copy of the Japanese translation of the Beowulf novelization I am likely ever to offer on eBay. Ever. So, please, have a look and bid if you are so disposed and able. Thank you.
Yesterday, while I did not actually write, I did manage to prepare myself to write today. Sometime last week, a title came to me — "Pickman's Other Model" — and so yesterday I reread "Pickman's Model" for the thousandth time and did various other bits of research related to the story and 1927 Boston and a slew of artists (from Goya to Sidney Sime), and I think today I am ready to begin the piece (which will appear in Sirenia Digest #28). I'm pretty sure it will be set not in Boston, but on College Hill in Providence, Rhode Island, and that it will be a first person narrative written by "Eliot," the man who is being told the tale of Thurber's encounter with Richard Upton Pickman in Lovecraft's story.
Also, I have been invited to participate in ReaderCon 19 in Burlington, Massachusetts this July, and I am going to try to actually attend.
A good walk yesterday. The weather was fantastic. Tank-top weather. We walked through Freedom Park, and I took photos of things that were budding and blooming. I meant to include some of the photos in this entry, but forgot until this very moment. Maybe I'll get them in tomorrow. Oh, and I washed my hair, which is always a chore. And, Second Life aside, that was yesterday.
To add to that, if people are really bent on buying through their local bookseller, said bookseller has all sorts of access to ordering systems and will most likely order whatever people want if those people make the effort to ask for it rather than wandering the aisles, giving a shrug when it can't be found, and walking back out the door.
This is, of course, entirely true, and I was remiss in not mentioning it. Don't see what you want at your local bookstore? Just ask them to order it. Easy as pie (whatever that means).
The latest round of eBay auctions will be ending later this afternoon, including the only copy of the Japanese translation of the Beowulf novelization I am likely ever to offer on eBay. Ever. So, please, have a look and bid if you are so disposed and able. Thank you.
Yesterday, while I did not actually write, I did manage to prepare myself to write today. Sometime last week, a title came to me — "Pickman's Other Model" — and so yesterday I reread "Pickman's Model" for the thousandth time and did various other bits of research related to the story and 1927 Boston and a slew of artists (from Goya to Sidney Sime), and I think today I am ready to begin the piece (which will appear in Sirenia Digest #28). I'm pretty sure it will be set not in Boston, but on College Hill in Providence, Rhode Island, and that it will be a first person narrative written by "Eliot," the man who is being told the tale of Thurber's encounter with Richard Upton Pickman in Lovecraft's story.
Also, I have been invited to participate in ReaderCon 19 in Burlington, Massachusetts this July, and I am going to try to actually attend.
A good walk yesterday. The weather was fantastic. Tank-top weather. We walked through Freedom Park, and I took photos of things that were budding and blooming. I meant to include some of the photos in this entry, but forgot until this very moment. Maybe I'll get them in tomorrow. Oh, and I washed my hair, which is always a chore. And, Second Life aside, that was yesterday.
- Location:Scylla Scopulus
- Mood:
awake - Music:HIM, "Don't Fear the Reaper"

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Nice . . .
Also, I have been invited to participate in ReaderCon 19 in Burlington, Massachusetts this July, and I am going to try to actually attend.
AWESOME!
I will look forward to seeing you there!
I will look forward to seeing you there!
Keep your fingers crossed.
Oh, and along that line, are you and/or Spooky contemplating a visit to Convergence 14 in Tampa?
Nope. I just can't seem to wrap my brain around the thought of a gathering of goths in Florida.
That said, I have no problems supporting local indie bookstores...if I could find ones run by people who didn't need gallons of elephant tranquilizers to function in public. Considering the number of indie stores that are now requesting "sponsorships" from well-heeled publishing supporters in order to stay in business, I'm waiting for the day we see a proliferation of government subsidized bookstores...the moment the government realizes that the dolts who want to run bookstores are incurable and otherwise unemployable and keeping the bookstores afloat is cheaper than a lifetime of disability checks and expensive medication.
To be fair, the original Frumpy Fiftysomething's is long gone: it used to be in the Lakewood Plaza across from the old Minyards about three years ago. A pathetic selection, no publicity, and a mousy owner who glared at me and every other potential customer who came in the front door, and the only time she stopped snarling was to chirp "Buy local!" when my wife and I left. Three months later, the storefront had already been replaced by a new business, and I'll bet money that she's blaming the bookstore's failure on the American public's inability to appreciate literature.
"Frumpy Fiftysomething's Used Books and Quiet Desperation Emporium"
Nice. I was speaking not so much of the "Mom and Pop" indie stores taking orders, as the big-box chainstores, which seem fairly good about it.
Includes books from countries far and wide, at no extra cost...
We have a pretty decent set-up with our US supplier, and we've had little trouble getting them in from other countries.
ISBN 978-84-674-5030-9 (Spain)
ISBN 986-7399-25-0 (China)
Sorry I couldn't be more help.
How crazy is that?
Maybe we should talk, once I am done with those accused cuckoos.
Try having hair down past your ass.* I spend entirely too much time conditioning and detangling. Time that could perhaps be better spent persuading strangers on the street to have a look at your recent eBay auctions.
*I refer, of course, to scalp hair, not ass hair.
Edited at 2008-03-03 10:33 pm (UTC)
I've wondered about that too. I bake, and pie isn't the easiest thing, in fact sometimes it can be downright uncooperative.