Last night the lovely and talented Nicole Peeler hosted a little book launch party for her new novel, Tempest Rising. I recommend you buy five copies and read them all. Not because I have actually read her book, which I only just aquired last night, but because Nicole launched herself into my heart by a) hosting her launch at one of my favorite bars of all time, Beekman Bar & Books; b) offering her guests free single-malt Scotch (thanks to the wonderful Dr. Whisky, who I also got to meet and fall in love with); and c) not having me removed by security. For those reasons, I am now Nicole’s biggest fan. Until someone else buys me multiple drinks in support of their book. I can be bought with booze. Call me if interested.
There were also a bunch of Orbit folks there, including my fearsome editor. Somehow, as always, the Orbit crew and I ended up spending most of the evening together drinking recklessly and plotting to start a fire in the Orbit offices for the purposes of cooking. . .or something. The details are admittedly vague.