The Jet-Setting Life
What is the world coming to?
I’m not big into blogging. Sure, there are plenty of blogs I love to read – Sociological Images, Editorial Ass, Cute Overload – but I always feel like a failure whenever I try to casually throw up a few thoughts on the old Interwebs. It’s a combination of stage fright and a confusing inability to harness my own internal voice, I think.
Anyway, here’s to the many posts that will (hopefully) ensue!
It’s been a busy few weeks, here in Lia-land. I was lucky enough to win tickets to the Books and Bands event in Boston last month from Joseph Finder. It was amazing to be able to meet him, Michael Palmer, Hank Phillipi Ryan, and so many other authors. (I was unfamiliar with Ms. Phillipi Ryan’s work before meeting her, actually, but now I’m hooked. And so totally jealous of her name.)
(Myself, my mother, and Joseph Finder.)
Last week I made a brief sweep of New York, and finally got to meet my agent and my American editor in person. It was a ton of fun, though I’m sure I babbled far too much. I’m a weird mix of shyness and overexuberance. I learned that my book is slated for a June 2011 release, and that the deal for the audio book is upcoming. I also signed my German contract, whee! I’m continuing to tweak the final manuscript, and should send it off very soon.
So, I’m considering some pretty big life things, right now – a car and a house (or at least an apartment, for the time being). I’m thinking a Mini Cooper and Las Vegas (no state income tax and a Lush branch – how can it fail?). Thing is, insofar as the car is concerned – I don’t drive. Never have. I live in a very small town, and have been able to get by with my own two feet, my bike, and by bumming rides for most of my life. Frankly, until recently, I couldn’t have afforded a car if I had needed one. So, at my age, I find myself studying for my learner’s permit. It’s simultaneously humbling and kind of amusing.
In fact, I think I’ll head off and work on that. I feel like the Travelocity gnome. “I need to get OUT OF HERE!”