Promised Land

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

The next day I was asleep under a thatched shade thingie on the beach when Jonathan got another phone call. I was just waking up, and looking at the spot on my arm where the skin was still darker than the rest — where the pyrotechnic had burned me, I mean — and thinking how different my body felt than it had while we were on the road. I was less tense, less high strung, I guess. I wasn’t convinced that was a good thing because I also felt unstrung, if you know what I mean. But if I’m going to use the string example, I guess I know as well as anybody that you can crack the neck of a guitar if you wind too tight for too long. But you know, it sounds best when all the strings are tight.

Whatever. Maybe that analogy doesn’t work for people. Or maybe it does. Anyway.

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I went to BookExpo America and met Grumpy Cat (photos)

My photos from my BookExpo America are compiled below the cut. Yes, I met the actual Grumpy Cat (aka Tardar Sauce) and R2D2, and got a Smaug “The Hobbit” tote bag (because Harcourt/Houghton is on Tumblr and they had pre-announced what times they’d be giving them out!), and got a signed print of new Harry Potter art by Kazu Kibuishi. Yes, all the fannish things, because my professional obligations this BEA were small, so when I wasn’t in sessions on digital marketing or having meetings, I let my inner fangirl take over. :-)

Speaking of fangirling, I also met Sylvia Day, who is awesome, not just for writing BARED TO YOU but also the great work she does with RWA.

I went to some BEA parties, too, including a reading at Happy Endings Lounge where Laura Antoniou, Molly Weatherfield, and DL King all read BDSM fiction and there were very delicious cocktails, a Kobo party where there were glowing things galore and an open bar(! classy!), and the BenBella Books 10th anniversary party at a bowling alley in Brooklyn. (I did not bowl—I don’t think my RSI would appreciate it.)

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