Thursday, January 24, 2002
Today the nice UPS man brought me copies of From Weird and Distant Shores, hot off the presses. It is a fine and handsome book, I think, and I am very happy with it. The publisher shipped them out today, so everyone who pre-ordered should have their copies very soon. I promise. If you didn't pre-order, what the hell's wrong with you! Proceed at once to your wallets, whip out the plastic, and see that the WBC doesn't starve. Anyway, Rick Kirk's art and Bob Eggleton's cover are fabulous and I am grateful to them both for lending their talents to this project. It's gratifying to see a volume that was two years in the publishing (originally FWADS was at the now-defunct Sideshow Press before being rescued by Bill Schafer) finally make its way onto my bookshelf.
Also, I spoke with my agent today regarding Low Red Moon and she was very happy with what's been written so far, and very encouraging. Which was a huge relief. I'll finish Bast: Eternity Game in a marathon session tomorrow and get back to the novel this weekend. I should have the second and third chapters finished by the end of February.
Also out is The Children of Cthulhu (Del Rey), which includes my short story, "Nor the Demons Down Under the Sea," as well as fiction by China Miéville, Brian Hodge, Alan Dean Foster, Poppy Z. Brite, James S. Dorr, Steve Rasnic Tem, and many others. Plus a cover by Dave McKean. Woo-hoo.
It's good to have actual news to report here. It's saves me from my own noisome complaining.
Volcanoes in Africa and on Io are erupting. How far is it from the Earth to Io? About 400 million miles, I think, but astronomy was never one of my strong points.
I'd planned, tonight, to launch into a great, clattering tirade about the "reviews" on Amazon.com, but I think I'll save that subject for another time. Tomorrow will be a long day and I need to crawl away to bed now (a dream of The French Quarter would be nice).
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