Monday, May 26, 2014

Yay for Deals!

Sold!  It was a winding road, but I am very happy to announce that Erin's book, A WEIRD AND WILD BEAUTY, will be making it's home with Skyhorse.

This means I am midway to my 2014 goal of selling six books or more!  Of course, things are going to be slowing down a little because we are officially in my no-fly zone for submissions.  But I still have several projects out with editors, so I have my fingers crossed for a miracle summer sale.  I'll let you know what happens.  Book deals do get picked up in the summer (I read Publishers Marketplace during June-August and deals are listed :) ).

Backing off from submissions for a teeny bit will be a good thing, though, because I have plenty of reading to catch up on.  I am also going to go on vacation the second week of June, and I can't wait!  Oh, and BEA is in TWO DAYS!!!!!!!  If you're in town, I hope you're going to Jessica's signing at the Month9 booth on Thursday at 4:00pm!

Monday, May 19, 2014

Soiree Time

I love Prospect Agency's Old Stone House Soiree, and this year was our biggest success yet!  We had over 90 editors, designers, and authors come out to Brooklyn to celebrate our children's authors and illustrators with yummy pizza and wine.

Besides the chance to have a really fun night, one of the things I love most about our soiree is getting to see the amazing artwork of our illustrators.  I would have no idea how to go about representing them, so props to Rachel and Teresa for doing that; I just enjoy looking at all their gorgeous, creative designs. 

If you'd like to see some pictures from that night, check out my +1 More Thing post on my Google+ page!

Monday, May 12, 2014


More than getting your driver's license transferred, you know you've officially become a New Yorker when you have to deal with...

...bed bugs.

Yeah, I know.  Not the nicest hazing tradition.  Last week, my roommate Tom found a bed bug on his mattress and then all hell ensued.  Even though it was just one and even though my other roommate Pam and I didn't find anything in our room and none of us suffered bites, we decided the best defense was a good offense, i.e. preemptive war.

So I spent a lot of last week buying bed bug mattress and pillow protectors, standing in Walgreens debating over which bed bug spray sounded the most poisonous, scheduling an exterminator, and bagging everything I own in plastic bags.

John is my HERO because he literally held my hand through the whole thing.  He didn't groan when I had a 1:00 am panic attack and insisted we go to the 24-hour Rite Aid for bed bug interceptors for the feet of my bed.  He stayed an extra day to help me (read: do it for me) put the mattress protector on and wash, dry, and bag every single item of clothing that I own.  He dealt with me screaming every five minutes and making him check the cracks in the floors for signs of larvae. He even chuckled when I accosted a salesperson at Bed, Bath & Beyond and asked him if he ever knew anyone with bed bugs.  He is the best.  

And bed bugs are the worst.  However, I'm actually convinced at this point that we never even really had them, because the extinguisher said there were no signs of bed bugs anywhere in the apartment when he came to spray.  But it's hard to remember that with the combination of the fumes from the chemicals and the frazzle of living out of plastic storage bags for the next month.

Pity me.  And don't get mad if you call/email me to talk about your manuscript and I respond with a litany of questions about the lifespan of a bed bug. Or if I refuse to let you borrow a sweater.  It's for your own good.

Monday, May 5, 2014

A Little Shakespeare, A Little Surprise

I can't remember what got me going down this road (maybe talking about my upcoming five-year reunion with a friend?), but I found myself thinking lately that I am not a smart as I used to be.  Easy Exhibit A: I can't do calculus anymore.

Exhibit B:  Back when I was studying abroad at Oxford, I wrote this paper about the different outlooks on honor in Shakespeare's Julius Caesar and Henry V for my tutor, who told me that it represented me finding my voice as a Shakespeare critic, which was a pretty cool thing to hear (especially in an English accent).  I submitted it to Connotations, an international journal for critical debate, and it was published.  Since then, I think I've misplaced my inner Shakespeare critic, because reading this over six years later, I'm not sure I could write this paper again.

Surprisingly, after it was published, someone published an essay in response to my essay (kind of like a Shakespeare smack down) and another person apparently referenced my essay in a college term paper.  I didn't find this out until recently and was pretty shocked.  It's weird to see someone referencing something you wrote.

What do you guys think?  Do you ever read something you incredibly wonderful that you wrote and wonder how the hell you did it?