Welcome to 2010!
Mr. Pants had an interview with the kids at Seattle Geekly yesterday, which will be posted Tuesday, January 5. They are very charming, and if you have some free time, give their podcast a listen. Naturally, Mr. Pants pimped Zombocalypse Now (which, incidentally, is now available in ebook/Kindle format *koff* *koff*), and a good time was had by all.
In addition to ringing in the new year by going to bed at 10:45 (woo!), our long weekend featured Sherlock Holmes (a [slashy as all heck] two-fisted lighthearted steampunk romp, I say!) and the long overdue cleaning of my bedroom closet, crammed with junk from when we moved in six months ago. On New Year's Day, I happened to run into![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=92.1)
cmpriest, a.k.a. Cherie Priest, writer of Boneshaker. I was trying to hunt down a Mary Engelbreit calendar as a gift for one of the Pants brood, and was careful to preface my request by making it clear that such an item was far-too-twee and not for me, personally. She was nearby, signing a few books for display, and she helped me narrow it down for the clerk by specifying that "it wasn't the one who takes pictures of babies". Alas, there was no joy on the Engelbreit front at Barnes and Noble, and our pleasantries traded, I continued upstairs. I found Mr. Pants and mentioned that I'd just met Ms. Priest, writer of Boneshaker, etc., and babies, you should have seen his little face. He got all intense: "Cherie Priest is here? In this building?" It was like I'd told him The Terminator had asked for him on the phone. "Um, yeah, she was signing books downstairs." "I had no idea she lived in town. Is she still here?" As you may surmise, I was dispatched to skulk around and I spotted her at checkout (elfin, bitchin' librarian glasses, punk blue hair - your classic fangirl, basically) and said, "I don't want you to think I'm stalking you or anything, but... I am, a little bit. You wrote Boneshaker, didn't you? My boyfriend would love to meet you." Mr. Pants showed up, still in his big black winter coat and looking a little wild-eyed, I admit. I fear we may have... slightly terrified her. "I've been meaning to pick this up. Your book is the number one pairing with mine on Amazon!" "You should have seen his little face when he heard you were here," I offered, and she gamely swapped business cards with him and fled the scene. I like the book design (its printed in olde-timey brown ink!), and it's set in Seattle, and is apparently some kind of steampunk zombie novel, so I bought a signed copy for Mr. Pants and we went on about our business. I'm looking forward to reading it.
If you'd like to hear an interview with Ms. Priest, Matt and Shannon at Seattle Geekly spoke with her a few months ago. As for Ms. Priest, I don't doubt she could have kicked our asses all over town if we had actually been lurking thugs or something. She looked fast and capable of great feats.
Mr. Pants had an interview with the kids at Seattle Geekly yesterday, which will be posted Tuesday, January 5. They are very charming, and if you have some free time, give their podcast a listen. Naturally, Mr. Pants pimped Zombocalypse Now (which, incidentally, is now available in ebook/Kindle format *koff* *koff*), and a good time was had by all.
In addition to ringing in the new year by going to bed at 10:45 (woo!), our long weekend featured Sherlock Holmes (a [slashy as all heck] two-fisted lighthearted steampunk romp, I say!) and the long overdue cleaning of my bedroom closet, crammed with junk from when we moved in six months ago. On New Year's Day, I happened to run into
cmpriest, a.k.a. Cherie Priest, writer of Boneshaker. I was trying to hunt down a Mary Engelbreit calendar as a gift for one of the Pants brood, and was careful to preface my request by making it clear that such an item was far-too-twee and not for me, personally. She was nearby, signing a few books for display, and she helped me narrow it down for the clerk by specifying that "it wasn't the one who takes pictures of babies". Alas, there was no joy on the Engelbreit front at Barnes and Noble, and our pleasantries traded, I continued upstairs. I found Mr. Pants and mentioned that I'd just met Ms. Priest, writer of Boneshaker, etc., and babies, you should have seen his little face. He got all intense: "Cherie Priest is here? In this building?" It was like I'd told him The Terminator had asked for him on the phone. "Um, yeah, she was signing books downstairs." "I had no idea she lived in town. Is she still here?" As you may surmise, I was dispatched to skulk around and I spotted her at checkout (elfin, bitchin' librarian glasses, punk blue hair - your classic fangirl, basically) and said, "I don't want you to think I'm stalking you or anything, but... I am, a little bit. You wrote Boneshaker, didn't you? My boyfriend would love to meet you." Mr. Pants showed up, still in his big black winter coat and looking a little wild-eyed, I admit. I fear we may have... slightly terrified her. "I've been meaning to pick this up. Your book is the number one pairing with mine on Amazon!" "You should have seen his little face when he heard you were here," I offered, and she gamely swapped business cards with him and fled the scene. I like the book design (its printed in olde-timey brown ink!), and it's set in Seattle, and is apparently some kind of steampunk zombie novel, so I bought a signed copy for Mr. Pants and we went on about our business. I'm looking forward to reading it. If you'd like to hear an interview with Ms. Priest, Matt and Shannon at Seattle Geekly spoke with her a few months ago. As for Ms. Priest, I don't doubt she could have kicked our asses all over town if we had actually been lurking thugs or something. She looked fast and capable of great feats.
January 5 2010, 02:18:26 UTC 2 years ago
It's finally happened.
You've become one of those people who say "Read my LJ" when people ask what you've been up to!We spend all day talking about Pan's ASS and you didn't mention this story to me?
Dang!
January 5 2010, 17:15:26 UTC 2 years ago
Re: It's finally happened.
There were a lot of links involved.And besides, Pan's ass is endlessly fascinating.
January 5 2010, 17:25:29 UTC 2 years ago
Re: It's finally happened.
No, it is too late. I can read the writing on the wall. Or rather, the writing which did not exist!Honestly. You have days where you keep telling me that you ate nine cherries at lunch till I finally say something about it, but you keep this under your hat?
Outta the Doobies.