What: Late Eclipses release party.
Where: San Francisco's own Borderlands Books, home of the naked kitties.
When: Saturday, March 19th, from six to nine PM (probably followed by decamping down the street for dinner, because That's How We Roll).
Why: Because we like you!

The Traveling Circus is descending upon Borderlands in a new incarnation, to dazzle, delight, and entertain you as we celebrate the release of Late Eclipses. This particular circus spectacular will feature Vixy "Kitsune Girl" Dockrey, Tony "Tony" Fabris, Betsy "The Cellonator" Tinney, Jeff "Heavy Metal Squid" Bohnhoff, and Maya "The Crusher" Bohnhoff. Oh, also, me. This is the first time the Bohnhoffs have joined us for a Traveling Circus, and I'm very excited about the whole thing.

There will be a raffle, readings, Q&A sessions, music, and cupcakes. Borderlands Cafe will be open right next door, to satisfy your nourishment needs (because let's face it, man does not live by cupcakes alone). We always have a great time at these things, and part of what makes them so awesome is the way people show up and help us party. So please, show up! Help us party!

It's going to be a fun night.

I have received my copies of Whedonistas [Amazon]|[Mysterious Galaxy]! This book is a celebration of all things related to Joss Whedon, with essays from lots of wonderful writers, and interviews with some of the people actually involved with the shows! Buffy to Dollhouse, it's all here.

I don't really need four copies for my very own. So...

In my essay, I talk about my love of Buffy, and how it helped me grow into myself as both a fannish adult and a professional author. Others talk about finding community through the Browncoats, or the treatment of good and evil in Angel, or the Hero's Journey of Dr. Horrible. If you're a Whedon fan, you probably have a story of your own. Tell it! Be as detailed or as brief as you like. On Friday, I shall unleash our old friend, Random Number Generator, to pick two winners, each of whom* will receive a copy of Whedonistas.

The book officially comes out next Tuesday, so even if you don't win, you should absolutely pick up a copy for the Whedon fan in your life. Or in your head. Whatever floats your boat.

Game on!

(*North American entries only, please, unless you're willing to pay postage. I just can't afford it right now, I'm sorry.)

Words: 7,010.
Total words: 50,805.
Reason for stopping: finished chapter eleven. I need to pause.
Music: random shuffle, lots of angry Goth rock.
Cats: Alice, sitting in the hall; Lilly, sleeping in my underwear drawer; Thomas, flat on the bed, cuddling his squid.

Okay, that was...a lull, brought on by needing to hammer my way through the editorial revisions of One Salt Sea. But I'm back on track now, and have broken both 50,000 words and 175 pages. Also, the phrase "zombie bear" is not inaccurate. I'm just saying. And I got to give another example of a weird post-zombie legal decision. It's sad that the legal system of this world fascinates me the way that it does, but imagine being on the Supreme Court when the first of these cases started showing up!

I have the upcoming weekend totally free, followed by a weekend full of book release party chaos. I believe that I can be calm about not doing any work next weekend if I can hit 70,000 words by the end of this weekend. So that's my totally reasonable, not-insane-at-all goal. 70,000 words by the end of the weekend.

There is something wrong with the way my brain is wired, I swear.