rolanni: (Clan Korval's Tree and Dragon)

Dear Friends of Liad and all the ships in space:

July 4 rolls rapidly toward us and beside being an important celebration for Americans, this July 4 is the official release day for Salvage Right, which you may recall is Lee and Miller's 25th Liaden novel and 100th collaborative work – so two landmarks with this one!

Two landmarks in one book is certainly cause for celebration, and we want as many people as possible to get the news and join us in the happy dance of accomplishment.

If you’d like to help us get the word out, we’d love to have your help. You may say that there's nothing you can do, that you're only a reader, don't have any important contacts, or any connections.

And you would be wrong.

For example, many of you are well-known to your local librarians -- some of you are local librarians! -- so one thing you can do as July 4 approaches is to request your libraries to add Salvage Right. Libraries especially are nice -- doesn't cost you, libraries need community input, and better still, if there are other Liaden titles, well, no time like the present to fill the blank spots. If your library is unfamiliar with our work you can point to some online resources we’ll post at the bottom for extra support. Are you a member of a book group at your library or local bookstore? Salvage Right could be just the thing for your summer read. Do you belong to a science fiction club? Maybe you can give a short presentation on the Liaden Universe®.

Besides face-to-face in Real Life with bookstore, literary, and library folks, you can do online face-to-facing if you tend in that direction. Here’s how:

Make posts in any relevant Facebook group about genre fiction or books - share a cover image for Salvage Right, and a few short lines about why you like the Liaden Universe® and are looking forward to Salvage Right, or share what makes Liaden Universe® books among your favorite reads.  Mention the eye-catching 100th collaboration figure if you like, or the five related short story stuffed Liaden Universe® Constellations.

Do you have a favorite genre blog, podcast, or YouTuber? Suggest a post or session on the Liaden Universe® using Salvage Right as a center piece. Point out, if you like, that most Liaden Universe® novels and many of the short works are already available as audiobooks. If you have your own blog or podcast, consider Salvage Right or Liaden Universe® coverage of your own. When you read Salvage Right don’t forget to post an Amazon review; you may be able to copy that same review to your regular posts.

If you're active in their communities, don’t hesitate to suggest Liaden Universe® coverage to such places as Locus, Tor.com, or even Hugo award-oriented outlets. You’ll see below that we’ve had some coverage from such places in the past:

tor.com
Portland Press Herald
Locus

If you can help: word of mouth, word of print, or free-flowing electrons, we’d appreciate the support.

Many thanks to all of you, for your continuing support, and enthusiasm for our work!

 

Thank you!

Sunday, July 10th, 2016 08:23 am
rolanni: (Surprise!)
Many thanks to the Anonymous Person who gave me a year's extension on Eagles Over the Kennebunk, and! 2 extra userpic packages.  I very much appreciate your thoughtfulness.
rolanni: (weather)

. . .I hate it when the mailman gives us a miss. Even when the mail is just catalogs, at least we've gotten something.  Not finding any mail in the box leaves me wrong-footed on the day, somehow.

So, a rambling kind of post while the backbrain gets on the case.  I need, let's see. . .six? seven? scenes, a climax, a denouement, and a wrap up.  Is that so hard?  Oh, and a cast of characters.  If the backbrain isn't forking over, yet, on the Actual Writing Front, I can edit the working lexicon down to a reasonable list.  Thirty-five hundred words is probably a little long in the dramatis personae business.  Do you guys like your Players List in the front of the book or the back?

I'd like to thank everyone who has helped in the various fundraising efforts we're presently undertaking, whether by subscribing to our Patreon account, supporting Splinter Universe, or directly supporting us, through PayPal, and by check.  You guys are amazingly kind and we are humbled by your generosity.  . . .Please note that I speak here for myself and for Steve.  The cats aren't really on top of the whole Where Crunchies Come From thing; they leave that sort of thing to Staff.

Weather-wise, we're into our second day of rain, here in Central Maine, and the snow is, for all useful purposes, gone.  As far as my eye can see, there is mud, and last year's brown grasses, and bare, grey trees.  We look to have lost three buffer evergreens over the winter.  Some of the maples are pushing out buds; can't really tell about the birches, or the ash.  Well.  A few weeks will tell.  Meanwhile, the daffodils are making a valiant effort to rise tall and get the trumpets out.  I fear me this will be one of those seasons when they give their all, but fall short of a win.  Hopefully, they'll prove me wrong.

Given that the snow is now gone, we can see, among the dead grass, the Trash of Winter, which means that, if it ever stops raining, we'll be able to go outside and stamp around the property, picking up soda/beer cans, shreds of blue tarp, old paper bags, the occasional whiskey bottle, and who knows what else.  The process by which trash gets under ten feet of snow is a mystery to me. A friend suggests that it's put there by snowmen, who are pissed off by humans sticking carrots  in the middle of their faces.

Makes as much sense as anything else.

One of the results of having been stupidly ill for 'way too long back around the winter holidays, was that I lost 10 pounds.  Now that it's been a number of months since I regained my health, and I haven't regained the weight, I've gotten ambitious.  I like being. . .less close to 200 pounds, and would like to widen the distance by another 10 pounds, if possible.  I can't say I much care for the method by which I shed the first 10, though, and, as someone who was very thin for most of her adult life (insert Ironic Theme here), I don't actually know how to go about dieting.  I would go to the gym and exercise and walk in order to keep flexible and strong, but as far as I've ever been told exercise isn't really an effective way to lose weight.  For now, I'm just making a conscious effort to Eat Less Food (which is tough, because, having also been, ah. . .cash challenged. . .for most of my adult life, "wasting" food is a big no-no).  Now that Winter is Out and Mud is In, I'll be able to get walking again, which will be a relief all around, and I guess if all I do is not backslide those 10 pounds, then I'm that much to the good.

And now?  Time to get back to the backbrain.

See you on the flipside.




Sprite, on Author Assist


Sprite, on Author Assist


rolanni: (Saving world)

Asyouknowbob, Steve and I had to cancel our trip to DetCon, after swearing for a whole long year that we fully intended to be there.  In canceling we disappointed some people who are important to us, including ourselves, but not only is Life generally disdainful of the Full Intentions of human beings, we missed catching the Wealthy Author train some time back.  Added to all of that is the fact that we've put our house on the market and will therefore be moving. . .sometime.  We do have to sell this house before we can buy another (see "Wealthy Author train," above), so this project bodes well for becoming Much More Exciting before it's completed.

What all of the above has to do with Sasquan is that the DetCon cancellation has apparently caused some West Coast folks to fear that we will serve Sasquan the same.  Let me hasten to say that this is not an unreasonable fear (see "selling house," and "Life," above).  We have heard from folks who want Assurances, which we can only give to the extent that Life allows.

Several other people, however, have decided to be pro-active, and have written with offers of assistance, in terms of covering transportation costs, sharing hotel space, and in terms of Cold, Hard Cash.

First, let me say that we appreciate these offers; that we want to get to Sasquan as much as anyone else wants us to get there, and if people are willing to give us some help to make that happen, we're certainly in no position to be anything but grateful.

But.

While we cannot see the future, we can make better guesses about it, the closer we get to a fixed point.  It is, as I write this, July of 2014.  Sasquan is scheduled to begin on August 19, 2015.  We have some time to work with here; time to let things shake out and stabilize.

So, what I propose is this:  Let's not panic just yet about Lee and Miller bailing on Sasquan.  Let's revisit this conversation in February 2015 -- say, after Boskone -- and take a hard look at where we are, and if it seems likely that we're going to need help to get out to Spokane and do the con.  This year, things started going south very early, and while we realize that Life has many sleeves to laugh in, we ought to have some idea of the shape of the rest of 2015 by then.

If it does, indeed, seem as if we're going to need help, then I'll ask for ideas about Patreon and Indigogo and who know what else will have sprung into existence in the meantime.

In the meantime, we'll be making our hotel reservations for Sasquan when the period opens in August, and in general proceeding on this Intention of ours to be at the con.

Thank you all for being with us for this long ride, and for your concern, and generosity.  Steve and I appreciate you more than we can say.

AKiCiF: Audiobooks

Thursday, November 21st, 2013 09:47 am
rolanni: (view from space by rainbow graphics)

I've gotten a note from a long-time reader, who says that they "bought something" from Audible, expecting that they would get discs, which they could use in a CD/DVD player, and was disappointed to find that they had to listen at the desktop.

So the question for the assembled multitudes is:  Is there a way to copy the Audible book to (I assume) many discs?  And, if so, would you lay out the steps here so this reader can follow them?

Many Spanish Aunts.

rolanni: (Nicky)

Many kind people have written to. . .ask that they be allowed to contribute to the Socks Defense Fund, even though the goal has changed (read about it here, and here).  Some other folks have taken matters into their own hands and have donated towards Socks’ vet bills via the Splinter Universe site.

You guys are determined to help, is what I’m saying here.

Far be it from Steve and me to stand in the way of determined people; in fact, we are grateful for help.  Thank you.

So!

Here's your link to the Socks Defense Fund.

rolanni: (view from space by rainbow graphics)
I managed, for the first time since last Monday, to get out of the house for my morning writing shift.  Today, I sampled the Waterville Library, which may be up for some award for the Noisiest Library in the State of Maine.  Initially, I went upstairs to the Maine History Room, where I had been as alone as a writer could wish to be on a previous occasion.  Today, the History Room was empty, but there was an Intervention of some sort going on in the room directly across the hall, and both of the women involved sport Hearty Farm Girl lungs.

I really didn't want to hear the personal business of the woman being counseled, so I went down one flight, to Non-fiction, and set up on a table by an air shaft/skylight.  This seemed ideal, except that the air shaft went right down into the librarians' office, and they were having a gossipfest.

I finally wound up writing on one of the low pillowed window seats between Maps and Non-fiction.

The bitter irony here is that I knew I didn't want to go to Winslow today, because they have a morning story hour, and Winslow is one, big, open concept library.  Waterville, I reasoned, would be quieter, because it's split up among four floors.

Hah.

Note to self:  put earplugs into work bag.

Despite it all, I did get some work done -- 2,174 by the time the dust settled during evening revisions.

My plan had been to hit a library again early tomorrow, but on the way home (cue sinister music) the muffler went kaplooie (or, more accurately, it went brumrumRUMrumrum).  I arrived home and asked Steve if he would follow me back into town, to the garage.  He said he would, but he had some things to take care of first, so while he was taking care of things, I decided to upgrade the LibreOffice on my desktop.

This is a relatively simple operation, but it became fraught, because of Chrome misnaming a file with a .torrent at the end, which, as you may imagine threw Windows into a screaming tizzy.  It wouldn't let me install the file, the LibreOffice site does not make it easy to find 3.6.5 now that 4.0 has been released, and it was all just Much Harder than it needed to be.

Then someone was wrong on the internet.  Sigh.

So, Steve and I ate lunch, and motored out to the garage, dropped Binjali off, hit Staples for a laptop mouse to replace mine that had died months ago, but I just remembered it today at the library, and then picked up a couple of vanilla milkshakes, because it had suddenly become That Kind of Day.

We returned home to questions from the accountant in re our tax information; someone was still wrong on the internet; and I finally got my editing done.  I have notes for the next scene, so that's ready for expansion tomorrow, which I will do, if I have to sit on the damn porch in the rain.

. . .Public Service Announcements Below

I'm not if this will work, but David Mattingly posted a video of Times Square on Saturday night.  Here's the link which may or may not work
* * *

Also, Waterville and nearby Maine folk take note!  There will be a Steampunk Tea, sponsored by the Waterville Public Library and Cirque du Geek cordially invite you to attend a Steampunk Tea Party at Selah Tea Cafe on Maine Street in Waterville. The festivities will include a costume contest, Steampunk games, and more!

Join us for tea, cookies, and some Steampunk fun! Attending in costume is encouraged, but not required.

Another link that may or may not work, to Cirque du Geek's facebook page

And here's Selah Tea's webpage

* * *
Last but not least, please give if you can:  Bangor Women's Shelter Matching Fund




Progress on Carousel Seas:  4,003/100,000  OR 4% completed

By ways unseen, she came to the sea.

Keeping it clean

Wednesday, December 12th, 2012 07:37 pm
rolanni: (Reading is sexy)

Y'all remember back in August when Significant Portions of the Cat Farm became unfortunately -- and inconveniently -- filled with water?  And I lost all my wonderful soaps.

Many kind people resonated to my loss and sent soaps from all over the country.  I was, and am, touched their kindness, and absolutely amazed at the treasure that is mine.  Even more touching were the notes that were included with many of the soaps, offering good wishes, counseling us to hang in there, thanking us for our work, including the business cards of the soapmakers. . .

Four more bars of soap arrived yesterday, by mail and by Native Bearer, reminding me that I wanted to thank everyone again, for your care and your kindness.

* * *

For the visual artists among us, I note that the Eustace Tilley Contest opened on December 10, and closes at 11:59 p.m. ET on January 7, 2013. Complete contest rules here.

* * *

Fans of Socks will rejoice to hear that he was perfectly calm and relaxed during his acupuncture session today -- very much more calm and relaxed that I would be with needles sticking out of my face.  He does enjoy visiting with his fan club at the vet's, and they, of course, very much enjoy him.  One of the goals of the acupuncture session was to decrease his visits to the vet, so today was, yes, bittersweet.

* * *

In addition to the receipt of soap, yesterday's adventures included getting much-needed haircuts, and being rear-ended when Steve stopped the car to let an ambulance, in full-throat and red lights blaring -- clear the intersection.  Happily, the light on our side of the intersection had just turned green, so the strike did no damage to Argent the Subaru or to us, though we did get a nice jolt of adrenaline out of it.

We also! yesterday read the copy edited version of "Eleutherios,"  to be published on the Baen website on January 15.  It's a nice story; I think you'll be pleased.

* * *

If you're within the sound of my voice, and are at loose ends tomorrow night, Thursday, December 13, come see us at the Winslow Public Library.  We'll be talking about science fiction, of all things, and
signing books.  The party starts at 6:30.  Here's your link.

rolanni: (dragon)

This post intends to gather and answer questions asked in various corners of Teh Internets.  If I've missed a question, remind me below and I'll do my humble best.

First, thanks so much for your concern and your willingness to help and to sacrifice your own things for us.  Steve and I are touched.  No, really.  You guys are great.

But!  Please don't send us your copies of our books -- not even your "extra" copies.  There's no need.  Yes, the authors' copies that were stored in the basement are pretty much pulp, but let me explain what I meant when I said "authors' copies."

Authors typically get between 10 and 30 copies of their own books, shipped from the printer upon publication.  The number is formalized in the contract, and is part of the compensation due the author from the publisher.  These are the books that were in the basement, and they are used for Good Deeds, mostly. 

For instance, if someone writes to us (as has happened several times, now) looking for replacements for their books that were lost in a fire (or a flood, imagine), we replace the set from our authors' copies.  We do this gratis; losing favorite books is awful, and insurance companies, at least in my experience, aren't that generous with payouts.

From the stash in the basement also come the books we send to auctions, donate to raffles, and give away in contests.  Occasionally, when things are thin, we have sold some of those books in order to keep the cats in cat food -- which they tell us is also a Good Deed.

So, yes, a loss -- and the sight of dead books is something I find extremely distressing -- but a loss to the community, more than a loss to us personally.  Steve has a full run of every book we've ever written on his office bookshelves.  I have the same.  There's a third set in the living room.  We're good.

Handmade soap, on the other hand, I will gratefully receive, but!  I'm tough to buy for.  I don't like sweet smells -- no roses, or lily of the valley, or petunia.  I'm partial to lavender, citrus, vanilla, sage...  Since I live in Maine and the winters are drying, I also had soaps that were moisturizing.  Know that I've gotten gift soaps before that my nose disagreed with; those soaps go to the Waterville Homeless Shelter. 

Edited to add, thanks to [livejournal.com profile] djbp for the reminder:  Address to send soap:

Sharon Lee
PO Box 1586
Waterville Maine 04903-1586

Thank you so very much for asking.

Um. . .No, we don't have a mud floor in the basement.  It's a half-finished basement -- by which I mean that the side on the right-hand side of the stairs is paneled and carpeted, with built-in bookshelves and a woodstove; and the left-hand side of the stairs is naked concrete floor and sheetrock walls.  The cat's room is there; the oil tank lives there, and beyond that is a small woodroom.

However!  We currently have mud in the finished part of the basement, because the water in its coursing through the floors and the ceilings, picked up dust and. . .stuff, which it rained down onto the carpet, making it not only very, very wet, but slippery and dangerous underfoot.

. . .and I think that's all the questions.  If I've forgotten yours, please ask again.

rolanni: (Twig)
As reported by [livejournal.com profile] kinzel yesterday, we here at the Cat Farm and Confusion Factory are looking at some readjustments in the Regular Schedule (insofar as we can be said to have a regular schedule). The short form, for those who don't care to click the link, is that Steve will mid-next-week be attending hospital in Bangor for a day of tests and, on the next day, assuming the tests show clear, the implanting of a defibrillator.

You can see that this does kind of put a crimp in the Regular Schedule, which clearly read in part, "No Adventures" and also "Pellucid and Peaceful." Plainly, someone at the Scheduling Office is having their little joke.

There is a convalescence period after the installation; how long that will be depends on Certain Things that we cannot be privileged to know until the procedure has actually been done. Updates will happen on a Catch-as-Can basis. Good thoughts and patience, both, are much appreciated.


Continuing on the theme of excitement, a book arrived in the mail yesterday -- A Pictorial History of the Carousel. I very much thank the kind person who sent it; there was no note included, and the return address appears to be from a used bookstore in Conley, Georgia.


And! Lest I forget -- Exciting nearly beyond the telling of it was this morning's pilgrimage to Augusta, land of Bed, Bath, and Beyond, where we snabbled up a high-tech humidifier to replace our rather more low-tech unit that cocked up its toes last week.


...and I think that's enough excitement from me for an early Saturday afternoon.


What're you doing that exciting?

Interim report

Friday, December 24th, 2010 03:12 pm
rolanni: (crescent)

Went to breakfast, the grocery store; stopped at the post office where several surprises awaited us, including a fine set of cat cookie cutters for Steve.

We visited various folks around town, remembered this time to get handmade fragrant soap at Barrels (and bagels! and apple butter!  and pumpkin butter!) and so to home, where bean soup and sweet potato fries were had for lunch, and some nigs and nub-ends of chores were completed.  There’s dishes to do, and the cat fountain to disassemble and clean, and then I believe. . .yes.  I do believe we’ll take a couple hours off.

Steve and I both have a new pair of slippers (ahhhh, new slippers), and a toy.  Each of us also has received a pair of power gloves from a kind friend.  Also, I was given in proxy for Kate a Google sweatshirt, to replace hers, ruined by ‘gaster blood.

*smiles*

I hope everybody is having a lovely day and will have a lovely weekend, whether simple day or holiday.




Originally published at Sharon Lee, Writer. You can comment here or there.

rolanni: (blackcatmoon)
So, yesterday I was a slave to the to-do list and today will be more of the same, maybe leavened by laundry.

Up here in Central Maine, we've been having what I believe qualifies as Weather -- snowed like a sonofagun Friday night; snowed, rained, lapsed briefly into sunshine, slid back into grey -- lather, rinse, repeat, with the result that the snow that fell on Friday overnight melted, leaving large bare areas and sticky looking mud. It snowed last night, too, which may have amounted to a hill o'beans. Or not. S'posed to snow tonight, with an accumulation of two to four inches. Gonna be an uphill fight, there, with the temperatures in the upper-30sF to low-40s.

Someone is trying to fake a New England winter and not doing a very good job of it.

I am remiss in reporting that Cheyenne Wright has been released from the hospital. Short form -- he did not have congestive heart failure, which was the fear, but had only contracted a virus that mimics the symptoms of congestive heart failure.

Breakfast calls -- and, then! The to-do list.

Back later.
rolanni: (agatha primping)
Per Kaja Foglio, Cheyenne Wright, the colorist for Girl Genius, and the voice of Othar Tryggvassen, Gentleman Adventurer! is in the hospital for observation. Whatever the outcome, the hospital will of course, and rightly, wish to be paid. You're all up to speed on the chapter regarding Freelancers and Health Insurance, right? If you have the desire and the means to help, please consider a donation to help defray those expenses: PayPal payments to arcanetimesATgmail.com (where @ replaces AT). Kaja will also be setting up a fund-raiser

Write Every Day

Saturday, February 20th, 2010 06:53 pm
rolanni: (koi from furriboots)
Is it true that I haven't written a word on this manuscript for ten days? Holy ghod; I'm such a slacker. So not the way to write a book. Write every day! How hard can that be?

Gah.

I wrote today -- not enough to make up for my vacation, obviously, but words in a row, yay. Or something.

Hexapuma spent most of the day in the cat bed against the baseboard heater in the kitchen. We coaxed him out a little while ago, concerned that we hadn't seen him take any water today, not to say food. Once he was out, he did have a drink and wandered groggily around the house for awhile, finally lighting on the bed where his favorite Fleecey Thing (formerly Sharon' favorite fleece house-sweater) was, and collapsed on it to have a nap. Poor small furry person. I feel for him, but about the only thing I can do for him is bear him company, make sure he's hydrated, and hang on 'til the drain comes out, first thing Monday morning.

Mozart and Scrabble are both being very clingy. Neither one has smacked or yelled at Hex -- which, in Scrabble's case, at least, is really extraordinary. Mozart occasionally tries to have a go at cleaning Hex's head for him, but gets baffled by the cone and stops. He -- Mozart -- spent most of the day on my desk, stretched out with his head next to (with occasional forays into "on") my keyboard, purring. When I leave the desk -- to, say, move the wet clothes from the washer to the dryer -- he makes little weepy noises and is only content when I come back and start typing.

I guess Hexapuma's recuperation is being hard on everybody.

February can get done with any time, now.

To the person who sent the unsigned thank-you note from Seattle: You are very welcome; and thank you.

Edited to add: Here, have a cogent post about e-piracy/digital theft. Link courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] rachelcaine.

Progress on Ghost Ship
34394 / 100000



"I can't see any way out of it, if we're gonna do what we said we'd do. Right up front, we're gonna hafta stop thinking that living until lunchtime is a long-term plan."

He laughed, softly. "Until dinner, then?"

Friday

Friday, February 19th, 2010 06:47 pm
rolanni: (foxy)
Faithful auditors of these pages will note Item Number Eight on this list. I'm on this in a big way, but I wanted to do something first.

I wanted to thank all the kind and generous people -- you know who you are -- who have donated to the Hexapuma Relief Fund and to the Stamp Drive.

You guys absolutely rock.

Thank you so very much.
rolanni: (lady in the moon)
So, after much back-and-forthing, a consultation with the specialist's office, and a Scrutinizing of the weather, we decided that the better part of valor is to go down to Portland tonight, after Steve finishes up his duties as Library Director, rather than try to play Thread the Snowstorm tomorrow early morning.

Steve located a hotel that advertised itself as pet-friendly, but turns out they only meant dogs, not cats.

Found another place, but they wanted fifty clams, non-refundable, on top of the room rent, for Hexampuma to stay. And they wouldn't even bring him a cot.

Third time, Steve located a hotel, and called. Yes, said the woman who answered the phone -- who identified herself as Veronica -- our pet fee is $10. Yes, we mean cats, too. Steve explained that we were bringing our cat to Portland for an operation at the vet-specialist, inquired of nearby restaurants, and said he'd make the reservations online. Except, online, the pet rate was $25. He called back.

Oh, yes, said Veronica, I was waiting for your reservation to come through to change the pet fee to $10. I'm glad you called back, because I was just talking to my sales manager, and we can offer you the local hospital rate, since your kitty is coming down for an operation.

Dern near half off the room.

Goddess bless.
rolanni: (Sharon with 10 Liaden Universe Books)
For those folks who so generously donated to the cause of filing for the copyrights Meisha Merlin had, um, forgotten to register - an update.

The certificates are beginning to come in from the Library of Congress. We now have five in hand, and hope to welcome the balance home during the next week.

Thank you all. We have the best fans ever.
rolanni: (dragon)
Thank you, A Fan; the passes to the zoo arrived today.

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