Well, we’re back from our trip to Texas, where, aside from drinking a bit of whiskey with in-laws and exchanging gifts, we actually acquired a stray kitten: Meet Spartacus.
Yes, I am aware of the insanity of taking in a kitten in Texas and then flying him all the way home. Sparky here followed us into our hotel room and made himself at home, and is such a little sparkplug we couldn’t leave him behind. We are sad, softheaded people, it’s true. Our other cats hate us, naturally.
Now, business: Bookgasm’s Bruce Grossman named The Electric Church to his list of “10 best crime novels of 2007“! That simply rocks, bubba.
My agent told me to think of TEC as a thriller early on, but it took me a while to believe her. It’s got cyborgs, fer crissakes, can it really be described as anything but sci-fi? Apparently my agent is not crazy, as previously supposed. Carry on.
Hope everyone had an enjoyable holiday, whatever it was. If you didn’t fly any kittens cross-country, you’re missing out, man.
J
told ya
Janet,
Don’t worry, I’ve since come around to the realization that you are always right. As is my wife. If you ever disagree, I’m in real trouble.
L
J
I would never dream of disagreeing with the lovely and talented Mrs. S.
Aw, shit. If I’d known the two of you were in Texas, I’d have driven to whereever you were to buy a copy of The Electric Church directly from you, and then buy you drinks. I’d buy the Duchess drinks as well, seeing as how she’d be having to deal with a guy who goes pantsless withOUT becoming semiparalytic on bad whiskey. (I was born four days before LSD was declared illegal. You do the math.)
You know, it never even occurs to me to alert people to my travels. Texas is always in-law time, so it’s not ideal for meeting up. Although your offer to purchase books directly from me, which means I get to pocket all $13 and give nothing–NOTHING–to my publisher, intrigues me. Tell me more.
J
Mock all you want, but that’s $13 and free booze. You don’t like your in-laws that much, do you?