Posts Tagged ‘News’

my to-do list

Here is my to-do list from Tuesday:

-August 28 – Sept. 13: Tracy leaves

Follow the Line flaps

-war

-boys

-deadline

-FML

It is entirely unclear to me whether I can cross off any of these items yet, or, like, not.

how DOES facebook know me so well?

Sometimes Facebook will tell me that users who share my interest in THE SMITHS are also fans of MORRISSEY. Or that users (like me!) who enjoy NEW ORDER also like JOY DIVISION.

This strikes me as kind of ridiculous, because if I like New Order so much that I have included them in my fb profile, then I probably am already aware of Joy Division’s existence. But, fine.

Then today, Facebook informed me that users who like WRITING also like READING.

There is something weird going on with this algorithm.

Sometimes I write things, and then I read them over (a few minutes, or days, or months later), and my response is, “What in God’s name was I talking about?”

Here is one such recent example:

“I definitely believe in the world; on balance, I think it’s a good thing. And I am into fellowship as well. I like nature, or at least I like certain aspects of nature, like flowers and shooting stars and naturally-occurring Fibonacci sequences.”

Clearly.

Here is another, unrelated one:

“Whoever said history was boring knew nothing about Sudden Infant Death Syndrome.”

What do I mean by this?

dinnertime at the Sales' residence

When I don’t feel like cooking dinner– which is, let’s face it, most of the time– or when I come home too hungry to waste ten minutes boiling water, I like to dine on a slew of breakfast foods. This evening, for example, I ate a banana, followed by a bowl of Corn Chex, and now I am heating up a breakfast chicken sausage. As far as I am concerned, this is potassium followed by calcium followed by protein– and I cooked it all in less than a minute!

Once I wanted to have a brunch and serve exclusively food products involving cereals. Like Rice Krispie treats, granola bars, maybe Poptarts (do Poptarts count?). I didn’t do it– instead I like bought some bagels and orange juice– but I still have fond visions of what a delicious party this would be.

Anachronism

I spend a lot of time thinking of horrific titles for my second book. For example, I’m really enthused about the idea of calling it Anachronism. What do you think? A hilarious YA novel about friendship and love called Anachronism, by Leila Sales. It just jumps off the page, doesn’t it?

Barring that, I now keep telling my friends that I’m going to entitle it Authentic. And they look really pained, and maybe a tiny bit terrified, like they can’t tell if I have no taste, or if I’m just bad at sarcasm, or what.

my writing process, sort of

I was recently describing my “writing process” to a friend. In case you were wondering, my “writing process” is that I sit down at my computer with a big bag of Nastle Toll House Semi-Sweet  Morsels, and I shove them in my mouth whenever I can’t think of what to write, and I continue to do this until I become so hyped up on sugar– or so sick to my stomach– that I have to call it quits.

When I said this to my friend, he asked, “How are you not 300 pounds overweight, if that’s your writing process?”

And I was like, “Well, it helps that I only write like twice a week.”

BEA week

Next week is BEA (Book Expo America), which is the big annual book industry conference. My friend Alix just called it “the CMJ of books.” This is 100% true, except that CMJ goes until 4am every night, and takes place primarily on the LES, and all the attendees are usually hanging around on street corners while wearing sunglasses and smoking. BEA is mostly about wandering around a large convention center and having “meetings” with “accounts.” But the principle is the same.

My BEA week got off to an early start last night. Lauren Oliver (http://www.laurenoliverbooks.com) invited me and a few of our other friends over for a dinner party at her apartment. No one can write like Lauren, it’s true, but it is also true that no one can cook like her. She is an inspiring hostess. Our friend Jess Rothenberg (author of The Catastrophic History of You and Me) was there, as well as Lenore of Presenting Lenore (http://presentinglenore.blogspot.com). So basically it was a lot of fun bookish girls, eating cheese. Ideal Friday.

Tuesday I’m going to the YPG BEA cocktail party at the Frying Pan. I’ve never been to the Frying Pan, but it’s one of those bars that people who live in Manhattan– particularly on the UWS– consider to be really “cool.” I am always hearing about how “cool” the Frying Pan is. I have to say, this makes me dubious, but I guess I will try anything once, if by “anything” we mean walking all the way over to 12th Ave. (WHO KNEW there was such a place as 12th Ave?)

Wednesday afternoon I’m going to the convention hall itself to see if I can scrounge up any free galleys. Right, because clearly what I need are more galleys, since I only have like 20 from ALA Midwinter that I haven’t read yet. For some reason, whenever I see a free book, I’m like, “Oh my God, a FREE BOOK!” as though I don’t work in book publishing, as though I am not surrounded by free books all day every day.

Also, if you are at BEA and are into free books, the Simon & Schuster booth will be giving away my galley! This is the very first conference where it’s available for the taking, so you should totally TAKE IT!

Wednesday night I have my publisher’s BEA cocktail reception, and Thursday night I have my agency’s BEA party. My agency’s party is at a dive bar down the road from my apartment– excuse me, a dive saloon, which has flames painted on its exterior walls. According to everyone who attended my agency’s party last year, it goes incredibly late at night and many people make out with each other. So, I can support that.

Good lord I love BEA week.

In working on Book 2, I just googled the phrase, “What chairs were on Civil War battlegrounds?” And I learned that some questions, even Google can’t answer.

Also, doesn’t this sound like such a hilariously thrilling book? I bet it’ll be about Civil War chairs! Woo!