I spend much of my time engaged in a relentless pursuit of cake. I love cake. In fact, when Eddie Izzard or the Church of England comes up to me to inquire, “CAKE OR DEATH?” I will inevitably choose cake.
Hm. Maybe you would too.
Anyway. Cake is great. It’s springy and delicious and comes in so many flavours. But the problem with cake is that it also has The Calories. And when you eat it, it’s harder to flee zombies. Especially if you eat a lot of it, which I am ever apt to do.
If there’s one thing I love more than cake, however, it’s getting a big crate of books in the post. And would you believe it’s happened twice this year?
The first time happened when I very randomly won superstar agent Jennifer Jackson’s Twitterific Blogiversary Extravaganza. When she hit 4,000 followers, she picked one at random to receive a box of ARCs (that’s Advanced Reader’s Copies, for all of you non-publishy folks). And she picked yours truly!
This magicalness came in the mail:
ARCs are fun because not only do you get to see a book in that rare state of Pre-Publishing, but sometimes the books include little tidbits about the author’s publishing deals. For instance, if the publisher offered them a book tour, and if it was limited or rather expansive. They also mentioned a few other marketing strategies. Eye-opening, for someone trying to break into publishing.
They are also fascinating because they aren’t fully copy edited yet. Reading them, you’ll notice some errors. Maybe a couple typos, and maybe even a couple plot landmines that hadn’t quite gotten fixed yet. It’s a good way of studying the quality of writing that’s landing agents in a particular agency, and Ms. Jackson works at one of THE agencies. Donald Maass’s agency, that is.
If you’ve been lurking around the comments section of Ye Olde Blog for the last week or so, you will have noticed a comment from a friend of mine. He promised to send me some Cable and Deadpool graphic novels — and oh, did he deliver!
Aside from the adventures of Deadpool and Cable, there’s Brandon Sanderson. Guy Gavriel Kay. Books. Lots of books. So many books that I don’t have anywhere really to put them because…
Whenever I’m worried that we can’t pay the rent (urgh) or that we can’t go out to dinner or buy as much scotch as we would like to — I just have to look at these shelves to feel rich.
There’re classics, there are language books (Gaelic, German, Polish, French, Spanish for now), history books, and lots and lots of fantasy and graphic novels. Twice this year I’ve gotten a big crate of books in the post, and once more I got to go on a wee shopping spree with a Barnes and Noble gift card.
Yesterday I was debating between querying two agents at a particular agency. Then I read one of their bios. She said that the last time she moved, she needed a small truck just for her books. But she said they were old friends. Beloved old friends — and she would do whatever necessary to ensure that their relationship could continue.
I’ve said the same thing over and over as I pack my many, many books into liquor boxes (they’re tough). I don’t care that I have more books than anything else. They’re my prized possessions. Some of them are so worn that the first pages fall out, and getting through the first few chapters is an exercise in finger-acrobatics. Others have uncracked spines and that flat tautness that comes with being brand new.
I can’t wait to make new friends with these boxes of books.
What’s on your shelves? What are you most looking forward to reading?
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