Eel River Press Release; and travel update
Here’s the official release from Morrigan Books, copied shamelessly from their site:
Morrigan Books to publish Shannon Page’s Eel River
by Mark Deniz
Morrigan Books is pleased to announce the addition of Shannon Page’s novel, Eel River, to our eBook line in 2013. Shannon has worked with Morrigan Books with stories in both Grants Pass and Scenes From the Second Storey (International), and we are excited to work with her again. Eel River brings an original, hippie commune angle to horror, furthering our commitment to offering the best in innovative dark fiction. We think you’re going to love it as much as we do.
Welcome back, Shannon, and we can’t wait to take the rest of you to Eel River.
Further details to follow soon.
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In other news, I’ve made it safely to lovely Yreka, California, and am ensconced in my motel room ready to rest up for tomorrow’s drive. I don’t usually break this drive up into two days, but I had a meeting at work this morning…or, at least, there was one scheduled. And by the time it got canceled, it was too late to redirect, so, here I am. I don’t actually mind–it rained pretty hard most of the drive, so I was well and truly exhausted by the time I got here. I’m not sure I would have had another 5 hours in me even if I had started earlier.
And that’s basically my day–novel-selling and driving in the rain. La!
Announcement
It gives me an enormous amount of pleasure to announce that Morrigan Books is going to publish my novel Eel River!
I am just cross-eyed with excitement to be telling you this…I was trying to write this post up all cool and sophisticated and all that but actually all I want to write is HEY YOU GUYS I SOLD A NOVEL!! MY NOVEL WHAT IS MINE THAT I WROTE IS GOING TO BE PUBLISHED AND YOU CAN ALL READ IT AND EVERYTHING ZOMG ELEVENTYONE!!!
Ahem. You know. 
Coincidentally (really), I’d already planned to read from Eel River at FogCon this weekend. So come to my reading (1:30 Saturday) if you’re there, and hear the first two chapters of my hippie horror novel!
P.S. EEEEEEEE I SOLD A NOVEL!!!
I Love Thrift Stores!
I was out today with H. doing a thing, and when the thing was done, we happened to be driving past a thrift store neither of us had checked out before, so she suggested we go in, and so we did.
And we emerged an hour later with Much Treasure.
I got:
Two cashmere sweaters; a teacup and saucer that don’t match but do go together; two little mirrors for my Mirror Project (which I will blog about some day, when there’s something to blog about); and a fabulous little travel case that smells like old lady perfume. All for 38 bucks.
Thrift shopping for the win!! The sweaters are in incredible shape; the grey one is very old (I can tell by the label), and not pilled at all, like the new hundred-dollar ones get after only a few wearings. The red one has no label at all, so I haven’t a clue about it; but at eight bucks, I figured, why not?
The Mirror Project will be very cool, I hope to be able to show you soon. Soonish. Whatever.
Anyway tomorrow I head for California, and I am not at all ready, but I am working on that. Okay back to it.
My FogCon Schedule, Let Me Show You It
Hey, FogCon is this weekend! And I’m going!
It’s my old hometown con, except it didn’t get started till after I moved away, and now it’s moved to Walnut Creek. But still! Tons of awesome people will be there, and I’m so looking forward to it.
And I have programming. And here it is:
Friday, 4:30: Genre Balkanization
Carolyn Cooper, Nick Mamatas, Shannon Page, Keffy R. M. Kehrli, Randy Smith
Saturday, 1:30: Reading
Ann Wilkes, Shannon Page
Saturday, 4:30: Where Have All The Extrasensory Powers Gone
Jed Hartman, Suzanne Moses, Shannon Page, Alan Bostick
See you there!
Quieter Day
So I took a weekend, sort of; I mean, I still worked (freelance, and editing Nightcraft Mother, plus a few nice hours in the yard), but I didn’t go out into the world and interact with people. Well, other than yoga class, and that hardly counts.
So I feel rather more human now. Which is good, because things get busy again, like, right away.
But I needed a quiet day. And now I need a quiet night’s sleep.
Now I Need A Weekend
It was a lovely celebration of life for Mark Bourne yesterday, and truly nice to spend time with so many good people. Including a rather long time just sitting comfortably and chatting with the most recent ex and his kid. Which, you know, that sort of thing has NOT been happening, and I’m quite glad that it did, and I have hopes that things will continue easing like that.
It was a rather dreadful drive up there, and across town getting to the event–Seattle folks apparently become confused when the sun shines, and they forget how to drive, instead they race out and crash into each other–but, I only saw accidents, I didn’t become involved in any.
And then I would have posted last night but my lovely portable internet device decided it had had enough, so I went to bed instead, alone at Mark’s place, which was sort of sweet (his place!), but also sort of sad and wrong (something very important was missing…).
Then, this morning, I had to rush down here to do an open house, so I got up stupidly early for a Sunday morning–but, let me tell you, Sunday morning is a spectacular time to make that drive! I made the Kessel run in less than 12 parsecs the whole trip in three hours flat, including several stops for Fluid Disposal and Replenishment (Various). Without ever going more than two miles an hour over the speed limit.
And the open house went well, I suppose; I really can’t tell at this point, what contacts are going to turn into anything and which aren’t. Lots of nice people came by, anyway. Also, a cat tried to walk in through the open door. That’s a first.
And now I am well and truly exhausted and ready for the weekend. Wait, what?
Gather Ye Daffodils…
So yesterday snow; today sun and loveliness. Must be spring!
I had a schedule malfunction (not my fault) and ended up without time to go to the gym–or, rather, without time to go before everyone got off work and crowded the pool all up. So I drove back home after my errands, gym bag unused, cranky and unexercised…and realized, Hey, what a gorgeous day, I’ll go work in the yard!
I dug and shoveled and wheelbarrowed and uprooted and pruned and hauled and…two hours later, I was well and truly exercised. And the yard looks better all the time.
A large branch had fallen off a bush (maybe from the snow?) and lopped this poor daffodil off at its base, so it gets to come inside and be on the dining room table.
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Tomorrow I head briefly up to Seattle, for Mark Bourne’s celebration of life; Sunday, quickly-quickly back to Portland, to sit an open house. I hope this weather holds! A non-rainy driving experience up and back would be most welcome.
Nice Day
It was a very good day; started with that lovely snow on the ground, and then proceeded nicely to a short story sale, both of which you’ve already heard about; then other good things happened, here and there, which I will tell you about some day. And then boring things happened too, which were also good but you don’t really want to hear about them (things tidied in the house, more good editing on Nightcraft, etc etc).
You know.
Anyway, I go to bed feeling pleased and accomplished. BTW, if you’re keeping score at home, that was my twenty-third short story sale (counting both solos and collabs); one more will make an even two dozen!
Sale!
It gives me great pleasure to announce the sale of the short story “Water Proof,” collaboratively written with Chaz Brenchley aka desperance, to Buzzymag.com.
It will appear later this year.
Woohoo!
Morning Snow
Well, looks like some of it did stick overnight:
(that’s the view from my bedroom window, looking down to the deck and back yard below…you can just **barely** see my new stone path under the snow…)
Happy spring!