When the hammer falls


Yesterday was shot all to hell early and just quickly descended Dante’s Inferno to the bottom level before the workday was over. I won’t bore you with all the details, other than saying I had to deliver messages to the VP about other people not being here and the problems that caused in the department. He was not happy. I was not happy. Then I released some venom on the music school for what the dance school says was an intentional omission of information provided to me for a press release. Fuckin’ petty university politics.

I’ve added everything I needed to add to Shara. I should print it and give the whole thing another good reading before sending it to Scrybe. No way I’m reading all 400+ pages on a screen. I’d like to get my critique group to go over it, but I’m not sure there’s time. I’m also not sure the Word file I’m working on is the exact text that was used in creating the PDF the 3F Publications edition was printed from. So, edits I made late in the game for that edition may not be included in this file. That whole experience was such a mess.

Speaking of which, the publisher went to the World Horror Convention in NYC. Most likely she stayed with a friend and so didn’t have hotel expenses, but still. Ya gotta wonder how she could have the conscience to go party when she’s never paid her authors. I think her company only has one book still in print now and last time I talked to the author he hadn’t been paid, either. I’d feel a lot better about her if she’d at least pay me the little bitty advance we’d agreed on in the original contract. Oh well. Wish in one hand and shit in the other and see which one fills up first, right?

Have I already announced here that Charlee Jacob has agreed to sit on a panel discussion of horror fiction at the Oklahoma Centennial Book Festival? She’ll be joined by yours truly, Craig Wolf and Brad Sinor. It’ll be great fun. And no charge to get in, either. Charlee writes some incredibly twisted stuff. Not for those easily offended or sickened. I’ve only read one or two short stories from Brad; they were good and he’s a nice guy. Craig is really good; I blurbed his short story collection and his first novel just came out a week or so ago. He’s trying to get his Web site back up at www.wolfwords.com.

Now to go eat some lunch and not think about work for a few minutes before I return to the letter and speech I’m trying to write today.


0 responses to “When the hammer falls”

  1. Speaking of which, the publisher went to the World Horror Convention in NYC. Most likely she stayed with a friend and so didn’t have hotel expenses, but still. Ya gotta wonder how she could have the conscience to go party when she’s never paid her authors.
    She was on the committee, so her attendance and room were comped (read: paid for by the registered attendees, which included some of her past authors — talk about irony!).

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