hotI wanted to repost the new snail-mail address, for anyone who might have missed last night's entry:
Caitlín R. Kiernan
P.O. Box 603096
Providence, RI 02906 USA
Also, I wanted to post this clip from Dreams With Sharp Teeth, the new film about Harlan by Erik Nelson. Great, great stuff. You have no idea how many times people ask writers if they can use something for, well, whatever, and use it in such a way that they stand to profit financially from that usage, without expecting to pay the author. Or, on a similar note, people who ask me to attend to their conventions —— usually hundreds or even thousands of miles from where I live —— but do not offer to pay my expenses and are offended when I tell them I only do local cons, unless expenses are paid. They tell me it's great publicity. I reply that it'll cost me a thousand dollars, that ten people will attend my reading because everyone wants to stand in line to pay $35 for the signature of whatever washed-up TV star the con committee has talked into attending. If I want publicity, the internet is free, and comes without bad hygiene.
My head is filled with fire, with heat and scalding white light, and I need to try to write. At least I found the platypus. Mush, platypus, mush...
