Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Nothing Philosophical Tonight

I got a little sidetracked recently, but I'm flying through the edits again. Still celebrating the Saint's magnificent achievement.

She started an eight-week class last night. I'm actually not sure what it is, but it's for English teachers and it sounds fun. She's reading Machiavelli right now.

Baseball season with Middle Child and his friends: a stunning success. I'm not talking about victories and defeats. We drafted a great bunch of kids. They've got character and talent, and they have fun together. We have another game tomorrow night, under the lights.

In the meantime, I have a manuscript to edit.


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Thursday, May 24, 2007

This One is for The Saint

So... you all know the Saint is a Rock Star. Now she's a tenured Rock Star.

Her department chair recommended tenure on Tuesday. Her principal concurred yesterday.

The Saint... the best teacher I know... the best mother on the planet... my best friend... an unadulterated hottie... has tenure.

To use a Broganism: "I'm with her."

She earned it. She deserves it. She rocks.

She refuses to celebrate.

So do me a favor. Post here. Let her know what you think. Put up comments. Tell her to sing from the rooftops. Let her know she rocks.

Three cheers for the Saint. Make it four. Go for five, and don't stop there.

In the meantime, I'll say it again: The Saint is a Rock Star. And I am the luckiest man alive.

Encore, encore, encore, encore, encore.



Sunday, May 20, 2007

Halfway Through Draft 2

I'm rolling through the edits. The Saint, however, has caused a delightful dilemma. Yesterday she returned from a mini-shopping spree with the new Lee Child, in hardcover.

So I'm now curled up with Jack Reacher. Coincidentally, I'm also halfway done with Bad Luck and Trouble. Life is good.


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Saturday, May 12, 2007

Taking a Breather

As I finish the edits to this book, I'll be posting sporadically at best.

Check back in once in a while. Updates will continue at some point.



Friday, May 04, 2007

While I'm Editing...

Go over and congratulate the Great and Gifted Jamie Ford. He had an agent offer him representation yesterday. I suspect other agents will call him as well.

Having experienced this myself, I know just how wild a feeling it is. Those are frozen in time moments.

As in:

Jane Dystel called me at 8:42 on a Friday evening in January of 2004, after I'd had a few e-mail exchanges and a conversation with her partner, Miriam Goderich. The Saint was a little over a week away from giving birth to Daughter. I'd just gotten off the phone with my mother. Sarcastically, I'd told Mom, "I have to hang up now. My exclusive with my dream agency ends in a little over three hours. Somebody might call."

Not fifteen seconds later, Jane phoned. After "We love your book and we want to represent you," nothing else in the conversation mattered.

Jane told me to take the weekend to decide. I accepted on the spot. I'd already done all my research. As a writer, it was the second best decision I ever made. The best? Marrying the Saint. But you knew that already.

Back to Jamie for a second: He's also a hell of an editor. He read an early draft of my current manuscript and his editorial comments were nearly identical to Miriam's. So go visit his blog and let him know that he might be surprised, but we aren't. He earned it.


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