Tonight I’ll be continuing my 20th anniversary celebration with an event at the Vacaville Town Square Library in Vacaville, CA. (You can download a flyer here.) Hope to see you there, but if you can’t make it, you can still enter your favorite library for this week’s book drawing by clicking here.
This Sunday is the annual garden party at the Sussex home of Mary Russell and Sherlock Holmes. But before you get out the car or book tickets, let me tell you that it’s all online, and all in the communal imagination. That’s right: a Twitter party.
Russell and Holmes have done this twice before, only this time the theme is Morocco, with Mrs Hudson furiously creating English versions of harira and couscous, and Holmes practicing on his odd Moroccan stringed instruments. Heaven only knows what Russell is up to. Anyway, if you’re on Twitter you can join in, and if you’re not a Twitter-er, you can listen in to the wild conversation by letting the Twitter feed scroll energetically past you. It sounds weird, but it’s a whole lot of fun. And it’s on Sunday. The invitation (with details for finding the party) is here.
Malice Domestic is an annual conference held in Bethesda, MD, dedicated to the traditional mystery, gentle on its surface but roiling with deadly currents beneath. And guess who’s just been named next year’s guest of honor?
Guest of Honor:
Laurie R. King
International Guest of Honor:
Fan Guest of Honor:
And just look at the list of former GOHs Malice has had in its 25 years, here. Wow!
This is a fan conference, which means it’s set up for having a good time, and for being able to schmooze around with your favorite authors. Of course, it’s also about writing, and books, and…mysteries.
May 3 next year. Be there or miss a really great time.
Rosamond Gifford was the only child of a wealthy lawyer, who inherited a fortune in 1917, invested it with care, and left a greater fortune when she died in 1953. The first grant of the Rosamond Gifford Trust was a set of incubators for premature babies; her most recent grant brought me to Syracuse to talk to, and about, libraries.
Because of the size of this country, I had to fly in yesterday in order to give a talk tonight. And because I hate to spend a library’s money without getting the most for it, I offered to do something else for their fee than just the evening’s lecture.
Which meant that today I spent my lunch hour schmoozing with librarians, an informal event that didn’t interfere with the evening do, and gave a group of library workers an author to talk to for a while.
An hour of mutual admiration ensued. And for once, I was glad that the country takes an entire day to cross.
Last year we began our series of lectures on religious topics named in memory of my husband, who taught comparative religion in California and before that in Africa. Please join us for the 2012 Noel King Memorial Lecture, next Thursday at UC Santa Cruz. This year’s discussion is centered on the ethics and religious implications of economic responsibility:
My ‘hood Santa Cruz is reading Poe, during October! I’ve been asked to speak at the opening of the community read on Saturday, but there’s a number of quaint and curious events going on during the month–here. And just take a look at these posters–or rather, Poesters:
Since Thursday, I’ve been in St Louis for BoucherCon, the World Mystery Conference, along with 1600 or so other writers, editors, publicists, future writers, and just plain fans. BoucherCon is a mixed conference, as much for fans as for people looking to learn something about the craft and the industry, and it’s often the only time of the year I see those friends that I met at…yes, BoucherCon.
This means that any thought I may have had of catching up on the sleep lost during the book tour went down the tubes the first night, when a party kept me awake until nearly midnight and a breakfast got me up before 6. And so it goes.
But it’s worth it, every minute. I’ve had a chance to catch up with a bunch of friends, had a very productive conversation with my editor and Les Klinger about A Study in Sherlock—and about a second volume for 2012, Another Study in Sherlock. I also had a one-on-one breakfast conversation with said editor about everything under the publishing sun, from sick puppies (okay, that was a little peripheral to the publishing world) to ebooks to my unusually strong (considering the market, which is generally down dramatically from 2010) hardback numbers. Sometime between coffee and the last crumbs, she came up with an entirely new project she thought would be good for me to do, which I promised to think about—after I get home!
And I got to meet new people. Colin Cotterill, with whom I’ve worked over the past year since he’s in the anthology, and who is a funny and thoughtful panelist. I met a quartet of authors over dinner: Carla Buckley, Chevy Stevens, Stephanie Pintoff, and Amanda Kyle Williams, a new writer whom I was glad to chat with a second time in the bar last night. Good people, all. Another new author, Taylor Stevens (no relation to Chevy, I don’t think) who wrote a thriller called The Informationist that’s getting a whole lot of buzz here, and which I’ve ordered already from my bookstore. Then, dinner with Les, two good Sherlockian friends, and writers SJ Rozan, Dana Cameron, and Harley Jane Kozak. I bought champagne for all, to celebrate being
#7 on the NYT list,
and Dana went on to win the short story Anthony award at today’s awards banquet, so a good time was had by all.
I’m up in my room at the moment, but I’ll return to the lobby in a while to participate in the gauntlet of leaving authors. I don’t leave until the morning, so this afternoon I plan on spending with the manuscript of the next book, half of which I dutifully brought with me, and haven’t so much as glanced at it.
Or maybe I’ll have a long nap…
Tomorrow is International Talk Like a Pirate Day, and to celebrate I’ll be at Denver’s Tattered Cover. If you live in that part of the world, please dust off your three-corner hat and swashbuckle yourself down to the bookstore to join the party—I’ll be drawing a name for the Grand Prize, someone who has donated to the 826 Valencia page and who will be allowed to name a character (human, canine, or feline) in the next book. If you haven’t donated yet, or if you’d like to increase your chances of winning (there are thirty other prizes, too!) the page is here. Good luck—and tomorrow, change your Facebook language to “pirate”, give a parrot a biscuit, and don’t forget to Arrrgh!
The drama of the Laurie R. King Pirate King tour, in 16 seconds:
Since Tuesday’s launch at Book Passage in the Ferry Building in San Francisco, I’ve been welcomed by some great and enthusiastic stores. (Visit the Events page to see if they have any signed books left.)
Today, the University of Washington Bookstore in Seattle put on a fabulous event for Pirate King, inviting the Seattle Gilbert & Sullivan Society to come and get us in the mood. And that they did:
Glenda Williams, Derek Sellers, Jon Thumim, Jim Francis, Wendy Woolery, Glenn Nielsen, and Rick Hodgson gave us a rousing rendition of “With Cat-Like Tread” followed by “Pirate King.” And the enthusiasm of their group proved contagious. The packed audience was great (there’s nothing like a roomful people who think you’re brilliant to make you, well, a bit more nearly brilliant) and even threw their hearts into the third song, the LRK version of the “Major-General’s Song,” which is here.
I am having such a good time.
And the tour’s not even half over.
If you live near Portland, Chicago, Minneapolis, St Louis, Denver, or Santa Cruz, come and join the jokes, the talk, and the fun. And—be prepared to sing!