Writer. Scientist. Thoroughly Disappointing Flesh Muppet.
My friend Kat Abraham is raising donations in support of Help Rachel Breathe. There are only a few days left on her challenge, but if she can raise $5000 by December 1, Kat will shave her head. (At $10,000, the eyebrows will go, too.)
I’ve seen many strange things, but Kat in a Londo Mollari wig isn’t one of them.
YET.
Okay, I’m doing it again. After letting the blog lie fallow for a couple of weeks (I was traveling for my day job last week; let’s blame that) I’m popping in with more news about the Milkweed books. But I have a really good excuse this time:
Orbit UK has acquired the Milkweed Triptych for publication in the UK and British Commonwealth!
That’s right—Raybould Marsh and Will Beauclerk are going to be published in their home country. I cannot begin to describe how delighted I am… but let me try.
was an egg disguised as a cat in a very unconvincing home-made cat costume.
I guess you had to be there.
I received the galley pages for The Coldest War this weekend. It’s starting to look like an actual book!
This is an exciting stage because this is the first place where I get to see the pages more-or-less as they’ll appear in the final physical hardcover, complete with elements of book design. It’s really fun to see a book at this point in the process. This is where, for me, it begins to feel more real—this is the point where it becomes easier for me to imagine the big pile of words as an actual book written not by me but by an actual writer.
OK, here’s one of the cooler things that happened at World Fantasy last weekend. (And this is saying something, because it was a fantastic convention. I love WFC because it has one of the highest concentrations of incredibly cool and fun people of any convention I visit, including Worldcon. It’s just jam-packed with tons of wonderful folks, people with whom I love to hang out, and many of whom I only see once a year. And I always make new friends at WFC, too.)
But anyway. There I was, minding my own business, when Derryl Murphy waved me over and said, “Hey, Ian, check this out. This guy’s doing card tricks.”