
Category: Good News
Oscar Wilde and the Novel Approach
So Lisa over at The Novel Approach decided to review Oscar Wilde… well, review is a loose word. It became a treatise apparently.
But a good one.
If you’ve not read Mr. Wilde or know very little about the man, please go read her essay and then go investigate the man and his works. He truly was a man before his time.
Neko Speaks….
Check out Neko’s interview at The Novel Approach today. She’s got a few things to say. *grins* She dishes a bit about Cole and Jae, the state of the house and certain people who simply just could be a bit quieter.
Mary Calmes, Romantic Times and USA Today
There is going to be a M/M presence this year at the Romantic Times convention. There usually is but this time, it’s going to be a PRESENCE. Mary Calmes, Amy Lane and a few other M/M authors will be in attendance to represent the genre and I can’t think of better ambassadors.
Certainly not me since I seem to be spelling challenged this morning.
The “Fantastic” Mary Calmes was spotlighted in an interview on USA Today where she graciously mentioned me in the esteemed company of TJ Klune, Anne Tenino, Ariel Tachna and Jordan L. Hawk… really fantastic writers in their own right. And a few other people’s right. And a couple of lefts too.
It’ll be interesting to see where the genre goes over the next couple of years. It is certainly evolving. *grins* And woooot! 😀
Dirty Laundry by Rhys Ford NOW UP FOR PREORDER at Dreamspinner
You know… in case you want a copy. *grins*
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For ex-cop turned private investigator Cole McGinnis, each day brings a new challenge. Too bad most of them involve pain and death. Claudia, his office manager and surrogate mother, is still recovering from a gunshot, and Cole’s closeted boyfriend, Kim Jae-Min, suddenly finds his teenaged sister dumped in his lap. Meanwhile, Cole has his own sibling problems—most notably, a mysterious half brother from Japan whom his older brother, Mike, is determined they welcome with open arms.
As if his own personal dramas weren’t enough, Cole is approached by Madame Sun, a fortune-teller whose clients have been dying at an alarming rate. Convinced someone is after her customers, she wants the matter investigated, but the police think she’s imagining things. Hoping to put Sun’s mind at ease, Cole takes the case and finds himself plunged into a Gordian knot of lies and betrayal where no one is who they are supposed to be and Death seems to be the only card in Madame Sun’s deck.
Pludwhump, The Leader of the Wool Tribe or How Ursula Vernon Made Me Ugly Cry In My Kitchen.
I have a deep lust for Ursula Vernon. No really, my soul is both lustful and envious of her and I’ve had the pleasure of having her in my life. Even the merest brush of her presence is enough to make me smile. I adore her. She’s also one of the greatest artists of our times. No really. I’m not making that shit up. Her art hits all my buttons and hell, she won a fricking Hugo last year and even beat Neil Gaiman down at the nacho bar. Okay the last part was a bit of a fluffernut but he was getting in the way of the melty cheese. One does not get into the way of the cheese.
Ursula is a fricking mad scientist of artists. She’s wandered off into 3D land once in a while and recently she made these…sheep. Funny thing is, I even just wrote something similar to one of the sheep into Fish and Ghosts. I adore sheep. I adore bunnies. I adore demonic versions of these things. Don’t even get me started on Little Creature. I love that demon white thingie.
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ow, I’m job hunting and I’m trying to be very good about not spending large amounts of money on… my inner squees. I’ve been so good but the recent spat of Ursula sheepie things has weakened me. I wanted one soooooo badly. I mean… SHEEP! Crazy Looking Sheep! In bright colours! She names them and gives them back stories! Pludwhump! Leader of the Wool Tribe. He doesn’t want to be leader but he drew the short straw… so there you go.
My love knows no bounds. But I was good. I have to be very good.
But still, the household needs things like pots and pans so the other day, my sister Jenn ordered some. Boxes began to arrive and I was all…. shit, they shipped the glass lids separately. Toddle it all into the kitchen to open them up when we discover the box marked GLASS is in fact, Pludwhump.
I started crying. Like full on fucking ugly girl getting asked to the prom by Johnny Depp and Dave Navarro, both in leather pants and promising to make my eyes roll back in my head later on in the limo kinda crying. It was ugly.
And I feel like someone poured hot cocoa into my soul and sprinkled it with mini marshmallows that bloom into bunnies.
Pludwhump was a gift from someone who collects Ursula’s stuff. His name is Carl. I do not know Carl but I swear to God, I will now wrestle Satan for him so he can have the last bit of apple pie. Seriously. Fucking stabbing Satan happy.
Because apparently he decided I needed a random act of sheep.
And I did. So hell, ugly cry.
He wishes me good luck on the job search and asks that I give Pludwhump a good home. Because oh yes, he HAS seen things, our Pludwhump.
So Carl and Ursula, I shall. And he will. And yes, he’s very squishy. And I love him dearly.
Thank you. I adore him.
Pludwhump’s story as told by Ursula Vernon of Red Wombat Studio. Yeah she writes too. She also has a best selling children’s series. I would hate her if she weren’t so fricking awesome. Really. Continue reading “Pludwhump, The Leader of the Wool Tribe or How Ursula Vernon Made Me Ugly Cry In My Kitchen.”



