1) Bianca D’arc won an Eppie in the category of Erotic Romance/Fantasy Paranormal for her book Ice Dragon, from Samhain Publishing.
2)A picture of Crissy and I at EPICon last weekend.
3) Yesterday morning, I was awoken at 5 am by something so horrifying and disgusting, I’m not going to tell you what it was. Just trust me that it was nasty and FOUL. Not the way I wanted to start my day, which didn’t improve tremendously.
4) I have a cold and am feeling pitiful. Actually, my throat is so sore, it may not be a cold but strep. I should probably go to the doctor. But maybe I’ll just be pitiful instead.
5) A picture of a typo I saw on a headline on Yahoo, that I saw the same day I posted the picture of the misspelled shirt (and wasn’t that a terrible run-on sentence?) If you click on the picture, it’s the headline post that starts with “Cricket…”
6) That Samhain Publishing is temporarily closed to submissions until probably July (with some exceptions, including pitching at conferences so sign up to see me!).
7) I didn’t tell you that I’m reading the dragon anthology submissions and I’m not going to make the announcement by the 15th (which is today) because I still have some to read. Being out of town put me waaay behind.
8) I’m getting a new laptop! I think I’ve picked out which one I want (I’m sticking with Toshiba because this one has been awesome) but now I’m going to wait and find a good price because I refuse to pay full price for anything. Except maybe milk and bread 😉
9) Yesterday the big news was that RWA is placing a hold on all publisher recognition applications that come in after March 9th, because they’re going to vote on new standards in July. Samhain applied prior to that so we’re just waiting to hear…
10) In case you haven’t heard yet, Heather Osborn from Ellora’s Cave is taking AG’s spot at Tor. Congrats, Heather! I think that’s way exciting!!
11) We got a depressing letter from the state about a problem with our 2003 taxes. Ugh ugh ugh. I hate taxes. Where can I move that I don’t have to pay taxes?
12) My parents (dad and stepmom) are coming to visit at the end of the month! I haven’t seen them in TWO years. They’ll be here for five days and I will be mostly offline during those days. I can’t wait for them to see Brianna again. They haven’t seen her since she was six months old. Quite a difference, eh?
13) I signed Brianna up for a “pre-school” at one of the local high schools. Tues/Wed/Thurs from 9:30 to 11:30 or something like that (two hours, three mornings). It’s only $35 for the session from November to the end of the school year. Well worth it to let the high school kids practice their skills on her 😉 She’ll still do daycare Mon/Fri but I’ll have a couple hours each morning to do errands or something (I’m thinking working out!)
Does anyone know of a good image/photo plugin to use? Or some way to align my photos right or left and float the text around them? Right now, if I put a photo in, the text won’t wrap around the photo, so it looks awkward in cases such as trying to load a cover in with the excerpts. I like what I’m using now, IImage Browser, but it does have some bugs and it doesn’t do exactly what I want. And right now, it won’t let me make thumbnails of my photos, so I’m having to upload them to photobucket. Blech.
Also, a spoiler plugin? So I can have people highlight the portion if they want to read the spoilers.
Oh, and I guess three…how urgent is it that I update my version of WordPress? It’s 2.0 and I’m reluctant to mess with updating it but keep wondering if I should.
I held off on posting about this yesterday because I wasn’t sure how public it was, but that’s why there was no blog post yesterday. Because I couldn’t think much past the sad news from Ellen Fisher, one of my authors at Samhain. She emailed me yesterday to let me know that her husband, whom readers of her blog will recognize as the Vulcan Husband, died. She said his passing was peaceful, his parents were there and she held his hand.
The news was not a shock, as he was diagnosed with cancer late last year, and Ellen had written last Thursday to tell me she wouldn’t be able to meet me at EPICon this past weekend as he was scheduled for unexpected surgery. But despite knowing, I can’t imagine that this news is any less devastating for Ellen, their children and family. Ellen and her husband have four young children, one a son just a bit younger than Brianna. I don’t even want to think about those little ones dealing with this 🙁 I know from working with Ellen that her husband was incredibly supportive of her writing–reading her manuscripts through each phase of edits, helping her brainstorm titles and cheering her on. I can’t fathom the hole his passing leaves in every aspect of her life.
My deepest condolences go out to Ellen now, and in the days to come, as she finds her way and gathers the strength to raise her children with bright memories of their father. If you are familiar with Ellen and her work, and would like to send your sympathies, you can leave a comment on her blog post here.
Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal. ~From a headstone in Ireland
Picking the wrong pocket can get a girl in trouble…
© 2007 Lilith Saintcrow
Available Now from Samhain Publishing
First of the Steelflower Chronicles
Thief, assassin, sellsword—Kaia Steelflower is famous. Well, mostly famous, and mostly for the wrong reasons. She’s made a good life for herself, despite being kicked out of her homeland for having no magic. She’s saving up for her retirement, when she can settle down, run an inn, and leave the excitement for others.
Then she picks the wrong pocket, wakes up with a hangover, and gets far more than she bargained for. Now she has a huge, furry barbarian to look after, a princeling from her homeland to fend off, and an old debt to fulfill. And for some reason, the God-Emperor’s assassins want to kill her.
It’s never easy being an elvish sellsword, and this time it just might be fatal…
It was nothing personal, just a business arrangement.
© 2007 Jaci Burton
Available Now from Samhain Publishing
Ryan McKay is a multi-millionaire with a problem. He needs a bride to fulfill the terms of his grandfather’s will. Unfortunately, the one he chose just bailed on him and he’s hours away from losing his company. Enter Faith Lewis—his demure, devoted assistant. Ryan convinces Faith to step in and marry him, assuring her their marriage is merely a business deal. Ryan is certain he can keep this strictly impersonal. After all, he’s the product of a loveless marriage and for years has sealed his own heart in an icy stone. Despite Faith’s warmth, compassion and allure, he’s convinced he’s immune to her charms.
Faith will do anything for her boss, but—marry him? The shy virgin sees herself as plain and unattractive, a product of a bitter mother who drummed into her head that she wasn’t worthy of a man’s love. But she agrees to help Ryan fulfill the terms of his grandfather’s will, hoping she doesn’t lose her heart to him in the process.
But love rarely listens to logic, and what follows is anything but business.