A lot goes into the making of a book–never mind the actual writing and editing. Design, flap copy, blurbs and then the dreaded author photo must be done, too. My friend Cara & I are in the end-stages of getting our new Robot Hearts anthology out, so we spent most of yesterday in drag-queen-like make-up under hot lights, trying to ‘act natural.’ I think both of us would have rather been writing.
Archive for February, 2010
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Feb
10
Judging a book by its back cover
17
Feb
10
DC photography
Just checking out a local photographer friend’s new blog. Her ‘Happy Accidents’ name is really accurate for the whimsical work she produces. Teri & I met on assignment through Swindle Magazine but turned out we have a million friends in common. Whether shooting real life ghostbusters or iconic filmmakers (yes, she shot that pic of me & John Waters) or my annual Xmas card, we always have a good laugh. Welcome to the blogosphere, Teri!
10
Feb
10
Here Now
It’s funny how a natural phenomenon makes us get primal. There is something comforting to me about knowing that food, warmth, and safety are the main directives on everyone in my region’s minds right now; we do not usually have this solidarity of human-ness. Congresspeople and kids living in the projects, peace activists and construction workers—everyone in the DC is forced to slow down (if not completely come to a halt) when nature waves her magic wand in this way. She has the power to do this—the power to force us to rest (which many people seem to not like). The snow will melt and the cherry blossoms will be here in two months, and before we know it we’ll all be bitching about the humidity of summer heaped upon us. But we know the cycle. Why complain? Right now, I’m just pretending we live on Hoth.
08
Feb
10
Snowmania!!!
School’s canceled and I’ve been trapped indoors for a few days, due to the “Blizzard of 2010.” It’s been good for my writing, though; I’ve been forced to finish a few projects (a book proposal, a tv reality show treatment, and some editing). Plus last night’s walk to the grocery store was a little like walking through Narnia.
