March 19th, 2008


...very weird

I posted this last night, and got responses to it at little as an hour ago, and the post seems to have disappeared. So I'm reposting. Sorry if people's friends lists get double-spammed:

I haven't yet posted about Match It For Pratchett because I'm easily distracted by bright shiny objects, but I have been meaning to. On the off chance anyone reading this hasn't heard of it, Terry Prachett, who was recently diagnosed with early-onset Alzheimer's, has donated half a million British pounds (approximately $1m USD) to Alzheimer's research. His fans, within a matter of days, had started the Match It for Pratchett fundraising effort, which has the aim of raising an additional half million pounds, to bring it up to a nice round million.

In the past week, some £34,000 has been donated. The Alzheimer's Research Trust in Britain is stunned and overwhelmed; according to their figures, $25US pays for an hour of their high-end research, so this kind of money really does make a significant difference to them.

My agent, Jennifer Jackson (arcaedia / arcaedia) has just posted the following:

Also--the person reading this blog that makes the highest donation by midnight on Saturday, the 22nd (and sends me some verification thereof), I will read and review your synopsis plus 50 (or so) pages of a work-in-progress (limited to novel-length fiction in the adult/YA genre categories I actually represent). You can go directly to the tipjar on the Match It site and make a donation. You can send verification to jjackson [at]

I *unquestionably* have the most awesome agent in the universe.

I am also hoping to get, at the very least, a Match It tip jar set up at the front desk for P-Con, and hope to get tickets handed out to everybody who donates. At the end of the weekend we'll draw from a hat and I'll give a signed copy of the complete Walker Papers series (so far) to the winner, or possibly books 1 and 2 of the Negotiator and will send 3 along when it comes out, if the winner prefers that.

I love my tribe, I really do, and I'm terribly proud of them for this effort.

And on a not exactly related, but not exactly not, topic, I'd like to raise a glass to Arthur C. Clarke, who was one of the pioneers of the world we live in.

memes and line edits

Line edits for HANDS OF FLAME have been sent off. The end of the book has been revised to vast improvement, aligning much more closely now with my original vision of it, and I’m really pretty happy with it. There are a couple of stages left, but the book is very close to publish_ok now, and I am very very happy about that.

It does mean I’m going to have to face the 70,000 word bugbear in the room now, though.

Let’s see. Oh! Apparently HOUSE OF CARDS is going back to print (less than a month after hitting the shelves!), a fact for which I am deeply grateful. And I got a starred review for THE QUEEN’S BASTARD from the ALA Booklist magazine in the April issue. Given that I have had this on-going fear that the reaction to that book (despite it being, IMHO, the best thing I’ve written) will be, “Murphy debuted in urban fantasy; she should have stayed there.”, I am also *extremely* grateful for a very nice review.

On less self-congratulatory topics, from the “Getting To Know You” meme, the1pony and shartyrant ask You said the other day that if you were someone other than who you are, you’d get a tattoo like the one in the gorgeous phoenix drawing by Gabriele Dell’otto. I’d like to know why the person you are wouldn’t do it.

The answer:

Partly it’s that I’m forever torn on whether I really like tattoos or…not. I like the idea of them. I like the color, I like the idea of painting the body, I like the individualism.

I am not nearly so keen on a physical alteration which is, for all intents and purposes, permanent. If I could get that tattoo in a long-term semi-permanent fashion–something that lasted months or even years, I’d do it in a heartbeat. I might even get it at that *size*, which is terribly dramatic.

Partly it’s that if I wanted to have and display body art of that magnitude, I would want to have a truly killer body. I don’t think I’ve got one.

If I did get that particular image, I almost certainly wouldn’t get it at that size, or in that location. (Maybe at the small of my back.) But then I think, well, what’s the point, then, since I wouldn’t even be able to see it? And then, the problem with putting it on actual display is:

I think I’m too conservative. I have plenty of attitude and ambition and things, but when you get right down to it my hair, my dress, my lifestyle, is really pretty boring. I know that tattoos are a much more common form of decoration in the general public now than they were twenty years ago, but I feel that in order for *me* to pull something like that off, I’d have to … be much cooler than I am. I suppose “I want to be cooler” is something we should all get over at around age fifteen, but I’m not really sure I ever will. :)

ytd wordcount: 95,100
miles to Minas Tirith: 192.3

(x-posted from the essential kit)