Tag: Still Life Las Vegas

The doorbell rang just as we were getting ready for dinner. Doug went to answer it as I was taking out the plates. A delivery. I knew what it was even before he started whooping.  I continued setting out the plates even when he came into the kitchen, waving the parcel about madly. “Do you […]

I’ve done it. After a massive assist from my illustrator, Sungyoon Choi, the manuscript of Still Life Las Vegas has been delivered to my editor Sara at St. Martin’s Press. Nothing so hefty as a giant stack of papers boxed up and shipped, just a digital PDF Dropboxed over the internet, but it’s a weighty milestone […]

“And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin, When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall Then how should I begin To spit out all the butt-end of my days and ways And how should I presume?” —T.S. Eliot, “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock It is real, folks. I’m hitched. I’ve just […]

I will keep this short, and it is oh, so sweet: I’m living in some kind of Disney fairy tale right now, where dreams do come true. My book, Still Life Las Vegas, has been picked up for publication. It happened so quickly I’m still slightly delirious. Deliciously delirious. My most excellent agent Christopher Schelling […]

There was, oddly, no sleeping last night. I’d doze for a couple of hours, then gradually find myself awake again. In and out, in and out. It wasn’t the heat, it wasn’t caffeine, it wasn’t a snoring husband (for a change). It felt like the sleeplessness that comes the night before the first day of […]