I didn't post yesterday because I was frantically finishing some work projects, due today, on which I'd procrastinated for far too long. They're done now: yay! The next challenge will be my homily for a week from Sunday, combining the burning bush with the parable of the fig tree. Okay, so there's a definite agricultural theme, but yoking those two together will otherwise be a bit of a challenge. I have some ideas, though.
I also haven't read anybody else's blogs for, like, forever, because I've been so busy. I'm hoping that will change now!
The good news is that I've maintained my schedule of working out at the gym six days a week, which generally makes me calmer and happier, although it hasn't yet succeeded in making me look like Jane Fonda. I'd hoped to look like Jane Fonda by the time we left for Maui. I mean, I'm doing crunches -- which I loathe -- along with forty minutes of cardio a day (alternating swimming laps and using the elliptical). Surely the reward for all that should be looking like Jane Fonda?
But this post is supposed to be about book news, so here we go:
1. The mass-market edition of The Necessary Beggar is now in stock at Amazon.com. Only $6.99, with all the same words as the $24.95 hardcover! What a bargain! How can you resist? The TNB link on my sidebar will now take you to that edition, for your purchasing convenience. Not that I'm being crass and commercial or anything.
2. The Tachyon publicist, the awesome and wonderfully named Jennifer Privateer, just sent me a copy of the Booklist review of The Fate of Mice. And a glowing review it is, too:
Palwick's literary output until now has been limited to two critically acclaimed novels, the most recent of them the complex and moving ghost story The Necessary Beggar (2005). Thus her first story collection is a welcome addition to her oeuvre and a fitting introduction to her wide-ranging talent and vision. In the title story, a touching homage to Daniel Keyes' classic "Flowers for Algernon," an IQ-enhanced lab mouse awakens to the knowledge of his own impending demise. "Gestella" recounts the unsettling fate of a female werewolf who ages more rapidly than her increasingly less interested human lover. In one of the volume's standouts, "GI Jesus," a small town woman finds hope in the face of Jesus imprinted on an X-ray of her abdomen. All 11 pieces explore the most challenging conundrums of human existence, from the perennial pursuit of utopia to the many faces of mortality. Embracing elements of both horror and speculative fiction, Palwick's unique and commanding fiction never fails to trigger an emotional response as it captures the imagination. -- Carl HaysHey, they don't come much better than that! Thank you, Carl Hays!
3. Speaking of FoM publicity, tomorrow's the filming of the video podcast. I also have an appointment to be photographed by someone from the Reno News & Review, our local alternative weekly. (I'll be doing a very short interview with their arts editor on Monday.) You'll notice that these are both visual situations.
Have I mentioned that I don't look like Jane Fonda? Furthermore, I generally photograph so badly that not only don't I look like Jane Fonda, but I don't even look quite human: more like some kind of space alien with bug eyes, too many teeth, and really twitchy hands. So I'm pretty nervous about tomorrow.
I'm even more nervous because I'm caught in a terrible dilemma. I really need a haircut, see, so I won't look like a space alien with bug eyes, too many teeth, really twitchy hands, and a shaggy bathmat on her head. But I'm also in that charming phase of perimenopause which harkens back to the halcyon days of high-school zits. In other words, my forehead's broken out. Which means that if I get a haircut before the photo shoots, removing the hair that now mostly covers my forehead, I'll look like a space alien with bug eyes, too many teeth, really twitchy hands, and acne.
Bathmat or acne? Bathmat or acne? Which do you find more attractive? And what would Jane Fonda do?
Don't let anybody tell you that the literary life isn't stressful.
Meanwhile, UNR's online PR publication, NevadaNews, has done a pleasant little article on The Fate of Mice. This story, thank God, includes a picture of the book, rather than one of me.
That's it! Problem solved! I'll just hold the book over my face tomorrow!