Monthly Archives: April 2010

Borders patrol

We got more great news and I’m so dim I didn’t realize it.

My editor, Keith, says, “Great news! We heard from Borders. Your book is going to be FOS!”

I’m like, “Ah….yea! And FOS is… Free on Sundays? Festering on Sales? Found Only Slowly?”

Seriously. He’s not paid enough for this. “Front of Store, you twit!”

“Ah. Yes. Of course. And that’s…a good thing?”

He should get Employee of the Year. Or else some serious drugs.

It means there gonna put “Crashers” on one of those tables that you see when you walk into a Borders. It’s the best location. It’s reason Number 1,397 to believe that St. Martin’s marketing people are complete geniuses. And Keith needs time in Aruba.

The thriller is already on Borders’ Web site.

June 22…. Guys? On Saturday, we can legitimately say, “That’s next month!”

Barnes and Nobility

Wow! We got confirmation that “Crashers” will be part of Barnes and Noble’s Beach Reads promotion! That means the book will get front-of-store placement on a Beach Reads table this summer! That’s as good a real estate as you can get!

Incredibly exciting!

B&N has the book up on its Web site already!

Bookreporter and flying

I made a friend recently. Carol Fitzgerald runs a Web site called It’s fabulous. If you love lit, you gotta bookmark it.

But that’s not my point today.

Carol had this lovely essay this morning (it’s 3:49 a.m. Pacific Time, so you gotta wonder when she posted this. And what insomnia traits we share.)

Katy King, my girlfriend*, and I love to fly to Europe.  People think we’re crazy when we say that. The process of being in an airliner is freaking fun. But Carol explained it today better than I ever could:

Carol writes: “As I bang out this note, I am flying to L.A. I love long flights as they give me time to write, read and think. On the ground I always have something to do and some place to be, whereas up in the air I can stay in the moment. I am one of those folks not really jazzed about the thought of WiFi in the air. I need a few hours once in a while to pretend I am catching up; of course, when I land, I am even further behind. We flew above the clouds for a while there, which always is such an unreal experience. I think I see the snow-covered Rockies out my window right now. I am glad not to be dealing with snow.”

Yes. Exactly. That’s why we love flying, too.

Carol writes about writers while kindly pretending she isn’t one.  A lot of journalists do that.

(•Yes, for those of you who’ve met Katy, she’s way, way out of my league. Agreed.)

Naseem Rakha Day… tell Hallmark to make a card

Back in the 1990s and 2000s, Oregon Public Broadcasting had a Friday evening show called “Seven Days.” It was like “Washington Week in Review,” but with Oregon journalists. Basically, four print or radio journalists would sit around a TV set with a host, Stephanie Fowler, and would talk about Oregon politics for an hour.

I know: For many of the tens of people who read this blog, that sounds like a trip to the podiatrist, but without the drama. It was “Dallas” for my people; that is, the nerdly, newsroom, wonky politicos.

(Producer Morgan Holm had a joke: Do you know how many phone calls it takes to find four journalists not doing anything on a Friday evening? On average: Four. It ain’t like we had to juggle our social calendars.)

I did the show about once per month. An independent journalist named Naseem Rakha was one of the rotating news analysts. We became friends. She’s as smart as the day is long and she was willing to throw elbows on the “Seven Days” set. If she disagreed with you, she said so. Sometimes with one sharp eyebrow raised the way a Marine in a dive bar pulls a straight razor. More than once, I was on the receiving end of that look, which could peel paint at 30 paces.

One disagreed with Naseem at one’s peril. On live TV? Didn’t mean it wasn’t a blast to try.

Smash-cut: New scene, one decade later and west of the OPB studio. We open our scene at a small, independent but decidedly cool bookstore, Annie Bloom’s, 7834 S.W. Capitol Highway, in Multnomah Village. It’s 7:30 p.m. on a Thursday, April 29. Our heroine will be presented with the book-of-the-year award from the Pacific Northwest Booksellers Association for her novel, “The Crying Tree.”

Independent journalist one decade, best-selling novelist the next. Not a bad vertical leap, that.

I’m part of the presentation. I’ll be interviewing Naseem for a video that Annie Bloom’s is producing. Or handing out canapés. My role is still a little in flux. “Champagne with that, ma’am?”

Hey. For Naseem? Whatever.

We “Seven Days” nerds gotta stick together.

Susan Hasler and I are very tight

OK, I admit that I Google-search my own name (mom says I’ll go blind doing that). This morning, my name pops up on an page. Not for “Crashers,” mind you. For someone named Susan Hasler and her new novel “Intelligence.” Which comes out June 22. Just like mine.

Amazon has us pared up in the “Frequently Bought Together” category. “Crashers” and “Intelligence.” Neither of which is available yet and won’t be for two months, so, y’know, it’s sort of unlikely they’re Frequently Bought Together. Still, kind of cool!

Susan? Knock ‘em dead.

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