Monday, June 24, 2013

I Said I Like Being Busy, But...

...This is a little nuts.  Granted, it's my own fault, because I am requesting manuscripts left and right, but it's also not my fault, because when you find a good book (or several) what else are you supposed to do?

As you might know from my +1 Post a couple weeks ago, I signed a fantastic new author--hurrah for Jenni!  I'm also in the midst of reading about twelve manuscripts and editing some author revisions, so I'm up to my eyeballs in text.

Oh yeah, and I didn't get my dream apartment on the Upper West Side, so I'm still involved in a massive apartment-hunt (which sounds like manhunt, but only slightly less vicious).

I do love being busy, especially in the summer when things can get excruciatingly slow in publishing, yet I also like to breathe every once in awhile.  And, you know, go to the beach or something.

New York beaches are a bit of a mystery to me, though.  In Connecticut, beaches have big stone jetties that you can climb on during low tide, cute mom 'n pop stores that sell fried clams and ice cream, and a mix of enviously large waterfront mansions and laid back rental cottages full of college kids.  New York beaches are right next to big Rite Aids and liquor stores, have theme parks, boardwalks with tattoo parlors, and absolutely no shade anywhere.

When I first moved to the city, I went to Coney Island with some friends and was amazed.  You get off the subway and walk down the most ghetto street ever, where people are selling dollar sodas from homemade wheeling coolers and are peddling fried bananas on sticks.  It's a lot of fun, but definitely not what I think of when I think of going to the beach.  Not sure that there is going to be much beach time in my immediate summer future, but given the fact I burn like bacon in a fry pan, that's also not necessarily a bad thing.

I don't have any photos from when I went to Coney Island, so it looks like my non-stock image pledge is going to bite the dust here.

Monday, June 17, 2013

Hunting for an Apartment Is Like Hunting for a Unicorn

My lease is up at the end of July, and kind of like jumping into the deep end of a very cold pool, I am girding up and moving into the city.  

Sarah, one of my best friends from college, is moving with me, as is another friend named Laura.  Sarah was actually the impetus behind the whole thing.  I occasionally would whine to friends about wanting to get out of Queens and explore different neighborhoods and she pretty much took what I was saying at face value.

I am excited about possibly living in Manhattan and living with my best friend, but there is also a small problem...

There are no apartments in Manhattan to move into.  

None.  They are all either insanely expensive or just not available.  Except for one glorious apartment in the best ever neighborhood on the Upper West.  It's near the Museum of Natural History and lots of really great restaurants and shops, and I love it.  The apartment is a walk up and it's kind of shabby and more than a little small, but I have my heart set on it.  Sarah and Laura have both been telling me not to let my hopes up until we see the realtor, but my hopes are sky high at this point.  So if you know anyone who can summon unicorns or rental agreements, please send them my way!  I WANT TO LIVE THERE.

Monday, June 10, 2013

A Phone That Is Just a Phone

I forgot that, a long time ago, I used the rewards point from my credit card to get a free Sony Bloggie Touch, which is basically a touch camera.  I re-found it as I was cleaning my room in preparation for my eventual move into Manhattan this summer, and have decided that I should be posting more pictures of my life on my blog instead of stock images.

I'm sticking it into a pocket in my purse so that I will have it with me at all times.  Some of you may be wondering why I simply don't use my phone to take pictures.  That's because...

...this is my phone.  Don't laugh, I am very happy with it and have no plans to switch over to a smartphone anytime soon.  I watched I, Robot; I know what can happen if I start depending too much on technology that is smarter than I am.

Monday, June 3, 2013

BEA 2013


They look empty in this photo (I don't know why), but those bags are actually full of ARCs.

I got 23 books, 1 Harry Potter poster, 2 tote bags, 2 t-shirts, 1 sheet of stickers...and a partridge in a pear tree!  And I also had to reign myself in from taking more.  You have no idea how much I suffered carrying all of these from the Javits Center to the subway in 90 degree heat.  I completely sympathize with camels now.  All that trekking through the dessert with stuff on your back...

I was also very excited when I went to the Sourcebooks booth and saw these:


When I was at Writers House as an assistant, I helped with revisions for both of these titles.  In fact, right before I left, I read the query for THE PARIS ARCHITECT in Susan's slush pile, requested the manuscript, and forwarded it on to her, so I am veryexcited to see it in print now.  I took ARCs of both books and am looking forward to reading them and seeing how they have changed.

I can't WAIT until I get to see some of my own authors' books on display at BEA next year!!!  (Those exclamation points were unavoidable)

However, I'm holding off on losing myself in all my awesome BEA galleys so that I can first read some of my requested manuscripts.  I have very good feelings about these, and am excited to dig in.