Jul 23 2009
Books, books, books
The DASFA meeting was fun, and the signing Sunday at Who Else! Books for Footprints went great! About 25 to 30 people showed up, including Colorado authors Connie Willis, Carrie Vaughn, Mario Acevedo and Ed Bryant. Sure it was mostly for my co-contributer Jim Van Pelt and because they know the bookstore owners, but it was still a thrill to have them in the audience, and to meet with them afterwards. And I finally have a copy of Footprints in my hands.
On Tuesday I finally finished up some requested revisions for a short story and sent that back, and now I’m back to getting a novel in shape to put on the market.
Yesterday and part of today I spent time putting up more bookshelves in the basement and unloading boxes of books (from one and two moves back) onto them. It looks like I’m going to run out of shelves before I run out of books at this point. I love books, but it’s starting to get out of hand.
Oh, and Happy Birthday, Fiona!
2 Responses to “Books, books, books”
Did you get a lot of time with Willis et al?
Sounds like a very exciting time had by all.
Sort jealous of you getting to hold the published item in your hands!
Someday….
=^)
Connie Willis is sort of local, so I’ve met her a few times. In fact some years back (15 or so?) I interviewed her for a local access cable TV show our L5 chapter hosted. Yes it was a lot of fun.
It’s funny. This isn’t the first time I’ve been published even in book form — take a look to the right for a couple of examples — but it’s the first time my fiction has been published, and it feels like more of an accomplishment. Rick Cook, an old friend who makes his living writing non-fiction and has published a few SF novels, says that he finds writing fiction a lot harder than non-fiction. I think I understand what he means. It’s not that I find writing fiction particularly hard, but getting it right takes more work than does writing the equivalent-length non-fiction piece or technical article — and thus there’s a greater sense of accomplishment when it’s done. (I doubt this holds true for every writer, of course.)