The Big DumpTruck

I really wish I had written a zombie novel. If I had, you would all want to read it because it's the week before Halloween and that's gotta be the busiest week for zombie novel reading, right? Maybe if I get started on it right now I would have it finished so that you could all read it. I would make a kindle edition for you, because I know that you are some kind of crazy technology addict. And for the people I don't like, I will just mimeograph a copy for you, but not give it to you until after they don't smell good any more.

That will teach you.

Labels: books, friends, Halloween

I got an email reminder from my very very dear friend and personal mentor, C Monks this morning, reminding me that today's the day to order his book. Because he saw fit to make me a member of his Hall of Fame, he is one of my favorite people on the planet. And thus, I pass along the ordering info for his book, which, by the way, sounds fantastic. Go order a copy and maybe he'll put you in his HOF. If you send him a photo and ask nicely.

This is an impersonal, yet friendly reminder about the "Order My Book
Extravaganza!" As you might remember, today, October 29th, I'm trying to get as
many people as possible to order my new book, "The Ultimate Game Guide to Your
Life" from Amazon.com. I would greatly appreciate your support. Simply follow
this link,
and you'll be a few clicks away from participating in what is sure to be, if I
may be so bold, the most exciting book-buying extravaganza you've been a part of
in at least the last couple of months. Or so.

See, it's just that easy! Go order one! Or five! Christmas is coming!

Labels: books, friends, shopping

Email friends of mine have successfully put the song "Brand New Key" into my head. It's been there for two days. Stop it! Stop it!

I came up with a book title yesterday. I don't have a book to go with it, but I'm giving the book title away for free. If you use it, be sure to at least send me a free copy of the book. And then I'll pull a Wright on you and go on some anti-American rant and people will stand on your front lawn and yell things about you because you took my suggestion for the name of your book. HA! I will PWN you!

Here is the title:

English as a 10th Language

Okay, so go get writing. I'll be sitting here thinking up titles. I'm working on one right now, the draft version is "English as an 11th Language." Too clichéd?

Labels: books, earworm, writing

UPS is bringing me that book that I promise I won't talk about for at least the next 5 days. Okay, fair enough? I will not talk about it, and I would ask you to do the same with your comments. Nothing until, let's say, Wednesday t 3pm. Is that long enough? It should be, even if you didn't pre-order a copy or haven't gone out to get one yet. And when I do talk about it, I won't put it in the post title or the first paragraph, so you kids with RSS readers or what have you won't have to drop me from your feed. Aren't I nice?
Mine is coming, but I need to go to Target and you KNOW there will be a display of them. Will I have the self-control to not buy a copy?

Labels: books, potter, shopping

Just in time for Jody Day, I got a package in the mail. I could not rip the package open fast enough, I tell you. Inside was the most glorious site ever. EVER. My novel, in book form. Oh my Lord in heaven, I just held it and giggled, because it was a real, live book. A crappy book, let's be clear, but I was holding a perfectly wonderful trade paperback version of my Nano Novel. The Candy Pooping Moose, with my name right there on the cover.

I wish I'd taken more time doing the PDF because I was missing a title page and some other stuff, but as I mentioned before, I uploaded it to Lulu.com the day before the deadline for the free copy. So I stupidly left out the title page, and other important bookly stuff. But that doesn't matter much because I'm not selling copies, only one exists and it's mine.

I started to read parts of it and found that in places, it is tremendously amusing. Maybe I'm not completely talentless. So now I'm thinking I'll attempt to clean it up some, maybe more than some, and make it available to you, my adoring public. I mean, what the hell, right? But it won't be any time soon, as out of the 50,000 words of the novel, only 30,000 of them are actually usable, and as I mentioned before, it doesn't have an ending.

Keep poking me with a stick and I'll see what I can do.

Jody, author

Labels: books, nanowrimo, writing