Exasperated to the point of madness
I'm off work all week this week, and it's starting out very annoyingly. H simply will not cooperate with my plan to go grocery shopping at a time when the store will not be crowded. He wants to wait until 4pm or so, which would also make me late to meet
klynnfrost whom despite being one of my favorite people, I have not seen in forever. I simply loathe being around crowds. Even if I can finally keep myself from having a full blown panic attack, I'd just rather not be around big groups of people in the first place. That's why we see movies on Tuesdays. But enough about that.
Been working on my serial killer novel. It's pretty good in some parts, but needs a ton of editing. Probably about a third of it will be cut completely, with a large reworking of another third.
My big project for the week will be working on publicity for A Stabbing for Sadie. If you know of any place(s) I should be advertising, do let me know. I have about 2 dozen online markets I'm pursuing to try to get reviews or set up interviews. I'm going to try for signings at about five different places, and have about a dozen local and Detroit area markets I'm going to pitch to. Hopefully some of that will work out. I have one interview lined up for May (thanks,
kissdbyagnome ). My publisher is sending galleys to Midwest Book Review and Library Journal. That should help considerably.
H and I were talking about the people I hang out with, some of whom exasperate me to the point of madness. He doesn't understand why I'd hang out with anyone who does that. I was thinking about how sometimes, I am drawn to people who aren't particularly good friends because they're just so fucked up that I'm dying to figure out what their deal is. I've only realized this recently, and now I'm trying to figure out what to do about it, if anything.
I don't want to get a million responses saying "Is this me?" because it's not really anyone I hang out with on a regular basis. But I had one so-called friend who I argued with constantly and grew to outright dislike, but I would still see him every month or so for a long time. Like sometimes you meet someone through work or whatever and you hang out, but then realize that the person is actually really selfish or crazy or whatever, yet you keep hanging out with them? It's weird. Am I alone in this? Is it wrong to unconsciously feign friendship with people because you find them interesting? I mean, there's all kinds of reasons to spend time with someone, right? I dunno...
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Been working on my serial killer novel. It's pretty good in some parts, but needs a ton of editing. Probably about a third of it will be cut completely, with a large reworking of another third.
My big project for the week will be working on publicity for A Stabbing for Sadie. If you know of any place(s) I should be advertising, do let me know. I have about 2 dozen online markets I'm pursuing to try to get reviews or set up interviews. I'm going to try for signings at about five different places, and have about a dozen local and Detroit area markets I'm going to pitch to. Hopefully some of that will work out. I have one interview lined up for May (thanks,
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H and I were talking about the people I hang out with, some of whom exasperate me to the point of madness. He doesn't understand why I'd hang out with anyone who does that. I was thinking about how sometimes, I am drawn to people who aren't particularly good friends because they're just so fucked up that I'm dying to figure out what their deal is. I've only realized this recently, and now I'm trying to figure out what to do about it, if anything.
I don't want to get a million responses saying "Is this me?" because it's not really anyone I hang out with on a regular basis. But I had one so-called friend who I argued with constantly and grew to outright dislike, but I would still see him every month or so for a long time. Like sometimes you meet someone through work or whatever and you hang out, but then realize that the person is actually really selfish or crazy or whatever, yet you keep hanging out with them? It's weird. Am I alone in this? Is it wrong to unconsciously feign friendship with people because you find them interesting? I mean, there's all kinds of reasons to spend time with someone, right? I dunno...
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On another note, once the physical book is in my hands, I'll be doing a radio news story about the local author who has published her first novel, and I'll need to do a quick phone interview.
Any luck on getting onto actual physical shelves in borders or Nicola's books? I think having that book on the shelves will definately help sell it. If someone picks it up and reads a few pages in the store, they'll want to own it so they can see what's going to happen.
You may also want to donate a couple of copies to the Ann Arbor district library, and then every so often check to see if it is out. If it is, then you know folks are getting turned on to your writing.
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That will be groovy.
Books from small houses have a really difficult time making it onto the shelves. If I have a successful signing or two, that will help.
I do intend to donate books once I make enough money to pay for said books.
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If you scrape away the facile stuff and deep-down, the person's an intolerable ass? Yeah, there's the door.
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