ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
( Dec. 8th, 2016 09:00 am)

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

“You doing okay?” He leaned in the doorway, his blond dreads hanging rakishly off his forehead, looking like the kind of beautiful tropical bird that will peck your fingers off if you stick them through its cage. “You’ve been a hermit since the incident.”

The Incident of The Tequila, the Lime Knife, And The Curious Infant. Let it be forever spoken of as such. “Yeah.”

“Want to grab some dinner?”

“Sure.” I grabbed my denim jacket (because it hid the splint, not because I was cold) and followed him down to the hotel restaurant.

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Christmas Magic cover 2016Remember last December when the Magic University digital box set became available? The new piece in that set–a 15,000 word sequel to the series entitled CHRISTMAS MAGIC–is now available to purchase on its own!

I originally wrote the novella as a holiday gift for MU fans to thank them for helping to spread the word about the box set and supporting the series. Christmas Magic is from Frost’s point of view. There is a lot about Frost we don’t see in the MU books because they’re from Kyle’s point of view, although if you’ve read the short stories in Spellbinding you’ve seen a few in Frost’s voice, now.

Get it at:

  • Amazon
  • Barnes & Noble Nook
  • Apple iBooks/iTunes
  • Kobo
  • AllRomance eBooks
  • Riverdale Avenue Books

    OFFICIAL DESCRIPTION:
    In this novella sequel to the Magic University series, Christmas Magic picks up the tale a few months after the end of The Poet and the Prophecy, at Christmas time.

    And who better to tell a Christmas tale than Frost? After the cataclysmic events that shook the magical world, it’s time for Frost to come to grips with the changes in his magic and his body–with the help of the people who love him most.

    Un-official description:
    That’s right. There’s a Christmas tree, and stockings, and hot cocoa by the fire… but this is a Magic University story, so of course there is also deeply emotional sex and a mystery which fills Frost with existential dread.

    And we get to see a bit of what Kyle and Frost are like as a couple. It’s a 15,000 word novella, only 99 cents, and I hope you enjoy a return to the campus as much as I did!

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  • ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
    ( Dec. 6th, 2016 09:00 am)

    Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

    Things I wouldn’t have realized if I hadn’t toured the country: Ohio borders Kentucky. I think of Ohio as the Midwest and Kentucky as the South. So if you’d told me they were the same distance apart as Minnesota and South Carolina I would have believed you. Instead, check it out, they’re adjacent. In fact we stayed at a hotel in Kentucky for the show in Cincinnati.

    And then, thank the lord, we had a day off. That had been a three-fer and now we got a day off, two shows in the same venue, and then another day off (though it was a travel day).

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    ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
    ( Dec. 1st, 2016 09:00 am)

    Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

    Martin missed the bus to Detroit. This surprised no one, really, since he’d informed the crew he’d get himself there. It was only like a two or three hour drive and I think he convinced either Mary or Sue to just drive him.

    Once he did get to Detroit, he thanked me before soundcheck because he’d had such a good time with them. I told him I thought even if I hadn’t been there he would have been perfectly equipped to make that pickup without me, but he seemed convinced it was my presence that had drawn them over like a magnet.

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    Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

    I pride myself on being honest. I feel like I worked hard to stop lying to myself and to undo the damage of people lying to me all the time, so if I lie to someone else I consider it really bad.

    So I’m very not proud of the lie I told in Cleveland. One particular one. Except that what I said was true, if misleading.

    I should just tell you what happened, eh?

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    ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
    ( Nov. 24th, 2016 09:00 am)

    Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

    In the morning I went to the airport in a hired car that was not driven by Tony. I guess because Nomad was paying for it and not WTA? The flight was from Newark, which I tried to pretend was not in New Jersey.

    I made my way to the gate, my left thumb aching a little from carrying the guitar in that hand all the time since the splinted hand really couldn’t take any weight.

    There was Mel. Ford was crashed out on her shoulder. I sat down next to her, quietly, waving hello. She smiled a little wryly as she waved back.

    “Let me guess. You have to pee,” I said.

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    ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
    ( Nov. 22nd, 2016 05:53 am)

    Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

    I saw Court briefly that night when she came over to see if I needed my laundry done. No, I’m not kidding. (The only reason I didn’t is that Ziggy sent his out to be done and had a bunch of mine done at the same time.) Okay and maybe she wanted to hang out before I left again. All three of us sat around in Ziggy’s living room reading. What can I say? A rock star’s life isn’t all drug-fueled orgies.

    Court glanced at the tour dates on the sheet Carynne had given me. “Huh. You know who’s in Kansas.”

    “No, who?”

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    I’m teaching a workshop tonight at the Artisan’s Asylum, the awesome makerspace in Somerville, and thought I’d share this handout list here since then all the links can be live.

    This is a list of all the free or open source bits of software and other things that I’ve used in my publishing ventures. I’ve also used a lot of expensive things like Adobe Photoshop, Quark Xpress, and so on. But not everyone has the money or the access to the high-priced programs, so part of my workshop is basically how you can do it all using free or very inexpensive options.

    Book-making Software & Free Stuff You Will Need

    Download a printable one-page version here: PDF

    You might also be interested in my other posts:

  • Type and Design for Small- & Self-Publishers
    1. Farming Out to Professionals
    2. Elements of Book Design
    3. Page Layouts
    4. Widows, orphans, and hyphenation
    5. “Smart” quotes, section breaks, and fleurs
    6. Ebook design versus print design
  • The Publishing Nitty Gritty: All the Hoops to Jump through to Self-publish (slightly out of date but mostly still relevant)
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    ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
    ( Nov. 17th, 2016 01:45 pm)

    Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

    I met Jonathan for a drink. At some dive in Hell’s Kitchen, which is a scary sounding name for a neighborhood but actually it was really not that bad. Not really all that different from a lot of other residential areas of Manhattan. Mine was non-alcoholic, his wasn’t.

    I, of course, told him about my idea. “All acoustic, just him and me. No fancy production.”

    “Pure…?” he said, swirling his glass thoughtfully.

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    ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
    ( Nov. 15th, 2016 09:00 am)

    Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

    After the shows at Nassau Coliseum, everyone had two full days off. Most of the band and crew took those days off in Cleveland, where the final leg of the tour would start. I stayed in New York. The first day was a Monday and I slept until I couldn’t sleep any more, which was to say about 1pm. Hunger woke me. I was gentle with myself, took my time scrounging some food and getting ready to leave the apartment. (Ziggy was already out somewhere.) I called Artie, didn’t reach him, so I called Carynne instead.

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    ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
    ( Nov. 10th, 2016 09:00 am)

    Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

    I didn’t find him before Remo and the Mazel brothers emerged from their conclave, all three of them grim-faced, but they weren’t fighting anymore. Visibly, anyway. We went through a short soundcheck. I then floated through the timeless void until the show because of Flexeril–or who knows, maybe I had a great time and some deep conversations and I just don’t remember it now thanks to Flexeril, but as far as I’m concerned if I don’t remember something then it’s pretty hard to include here, yeah?

    The show was in a similar timeless void. I forgot to worry about the fight and worried about my fingers instead. They held up without obvious pain or malfunction. I skipped the post-show party and took a very expensive cab ride back to Ziggy’s and was unconscious by midnight.

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    ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
    ( Nov. 8th, 2016 09:00 am)

    Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

    Finally had a chance to chat a bit with Matthew in that green room. About nothing consequential, you know. But it was good to have people in my life who I didn’t have to try to impress. Speaking of which, Jonathan was at that show, too, but later.

    I felt like having told Remo that I wasn’t dosing before soundcheck that meant I shouldn’t. So I didn’t. Which might be why I remember it as clearly as I do. Or maybe because it was particularly memorable. Which it was.

    We got up there like usual, everyone gathering around for our daily ritual, the lounge act.

    To everyone’s surprise, Remo raised his hand and said, “I’ve got one. Am I allowed to do one?”

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    Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

    (Thanks to generous donations of readers through my Paypal Tip Jar, here is a Saturday post! We get one any time the total reaches $100 in the Tip Jar! -ctan)

    I met the Nomad entourage at their lobby call the next day. The bus ride to the venue wasn’t far in distance but, you know, it’s the New York metro area so getting from Manhattan to anywhere was going to be at least 45 minutes to an hour, and that’s if there wasn’t any special traffic problem like an accident or something.

    Long Island is a lot like New Jersey, by the way, except I didn’t have the same negative associations with it.

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    I thought I would pass along the latest call for nominations for books, articles, and stories published in calendar year 2016! NLA: International is a pansexual leather/SM/fetish community organization with chapters in many cities.

    CALL FOR NOMINATIONS
    Nominations may be sent to the contact email at awards@nla-international.com

    (Columbus, OH) — NLA-International, a leading organization for activists in the pansexual leather community, is now accepting nominations for its annual writing awards for excellence in SM/Leather/Fetish writing for books, articles, novels and short fiction, which were first published between 1 January 2016 and 31 December 2016. The deadline for nominations is 31 January 2017. The finalists will be announced in March 2017. The winners will be announced at the National Leather Association’s Annual General Meeting. The five award categories are:

    Non-Fiction Book (Geoff Mains Award)
    Non-Fiction Article (Cynthia Slater Award)
    Novel (Pauline Reage Award)
    Short Fiction (John Preston Award)
    Anthology (Samois Award)

    Eligibility for all awards (short fiction, novel, non-fiction book, non-fiction article and anthology) requires first time publication of writing in the 2016 calendar year.

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    ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
    ( Nov. 3rd, 2016 11:32 am)

    Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

    Nomad’s last two dates in the New York metro area were back-to-back nights at the Nassau Coliseum on Long Island and then there would be two days off while the whole entourage reset in the midwest for the final leg of the tour. It was like I could see a wall calendar in my mind, the days X-ed out and the days still to come. The last page of the calendar, at least.

    After the doctor’s appointment I went back to Ziggy’s and took a nap. I don’t know what he did while I was asleep but whatever it was didn’t wake me. Maybe he read a book? I had the feeling he didn’t go out, anyway.

    When I did wake up was maybe two hours later, the late afternoon edging toward evening. Summer in New York City. Part of me wanted to go sit in a park somewhere. But part of me didn’t want to go anywhere.

    Ziggy climbed across the bed when he realized I was awake.

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    ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
    ( Nov. 1st, 2016 09:00 am)

    Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

    (Reminder! Join Daron tonight from 7-8pm in the DGC chat room to celebrate the 7th anniversary of Daron’s Guitar Chronicles! And then ctan will video chat from 8-9pm on YouTube Live: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bPUQFyNEBCg)

    Ziggy headed back to the city (by which I mean “the” city, i.e. New York City, for those of you not from the northeast) and I went with the Nomad entourage to Saratoga Springs, which was an old school upstate resort town known for its racetrack. Horse racetrack, I guess I should specify.

    I didn’t see much of Saratoga Springs. I spent most of my time asleep in the bus, then powering my way through a cramp-inducing soundcheck, and then praying that the muscle relaxant would work properly.

    It did.

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    ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
    ( Oct. 27th, 2016 09:00 am)

    Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

    I got through the show that night without too much trouble, but as I might have mentioned, doing three nights in a row can really be rough on the body and the band. At least all three of these were in the same venue so it wasn’t quite as tough as having to do the whole haul three nights in a row, but when I woke up Sunday at the crack of noon I was feeling worn out and tired.

    Ziggy was there in bed with me, though, and I guess I had let my guard down or something because I was also horny as hell.

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    ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
    ( Oct. 25th, 2016 09:00 am)

    Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

    After our soundcheck was done I handed my guitar to Flip and slipped over the front of the stage. I climbed up the steps of an aisle between seats–shallow but numerous so it took a while. Ziggy didn’t look up. I reached the back row and then walked along behind it.

    I had almost reached him when his head jerked up and he reflexively closed his notebook at the same time. “Oh, hi.”

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    ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
    ( Oct. 20th, 2016 09:00 am)

    Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

    That phrase of Ziggy’s rattled around in my head to the point where I had to write it down as a song lyric because it had a kind of bluesy rhythm to it: “Nothing that time won’t fix.” Downbeat on “time” is the three. You hear it? One-and-nothing that TIME won’t fix.

    Thing is, I didn’t believe for a second that what he wanted time to fix was just me getting off the road with Nomad and onto the road with him. But I was used to Ziggy saying things that had multiple meanings. I’d come to realize that wasn’t him lying so much as his truth: there’s always more than one thing going on. Sometimes the multiple things going on were all in his head, and sometimes they were futures that wouldn’t all come to pass, and sometimes they were based on possible interpretations of the past that hadn’t yet shaken out.

    If I thought like that, I’d go crazy. I’d spend way too much time worrying about whether my personhood was valid in the shifting realities around me.

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    ceciliatan: (darons guitar)
    ( Oct. 18th, 2016 09:00 am)

    Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

    I had restless, relentless dreams all night that were full of snippets of my life–tour buses and parties and album covers and keeping track of my things–but which never made any sense. Maybe it’s an illusion that life makes sense to begin with. At any rate, I woke up confused about where I was.

    In my own bedroom. I know. Funny, isn’t it?

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