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ahream Dispatches from the City of Angels I'm a mystery writer living in and writing about Los Angeles. You can catch my short story, "Running Venice," in the new anthology LAndmarked for Murder. Look for it in bookstores and on Amazon.com now. In the meantime, feel free to poke around. Over at my website you can find even more blog entries than I could fit here, as well as a few other ramblings. Enjoy and come back often. |
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Read/Post Comments (1) Most Recent Twitters: A 3-foot long alligator was found walking down the middle of the street in Venice Beach this morning. I love L.A. In case you were wondering, it is very difficult to get a hummingbird out of your house. They are irrational and prone to hysterics. L.A. Finds: The Nickel Diner on Main between 5th and 6th is a made-to-look-old, throwback of a place that melds into the old downtown and is, at the same time, part of the renaissance. They serve their burgers medium, their soda in bottles and offer all they can to locals in need. Flickr Updates: The second Thursday of every month is the Downtown Art Walk. The galleries stay open late, the restaurants are packed, bands perform on the streets. God, I love L.A. What I'm Reading: Attack of the Unsinkable Rubber Ducks by Christopher Brookmyre What I Talk About When I Talk About Running by Haruki Murakami Want E-Mail Updates? Click here, type your e-mail address into the first field (for public entries) and receive an e-mail note each time a new blog post goes up. (Photo updates, Twitters and "L.A. Finds" features not included. Those you have to swing by and check yourself.) Absolutely, positively no spam. Promise. Other author blogs: Sue Ann Jaffarian Eric Stone Christa Faust Lipstick Chronicles |
2007-05-24 8:40 PM Agents, How I Love Thee... “Oh, look,” I said to myself, perusing my e-mail. “A note from my successful author friend Eric Stone*. He always has such witty and enjoyable things to say. Let me click on this message in a completely unassuming way.”
Clicking, clicking, message opening... “Hey,” he writes, “did you know my agent commented on your blog?” JESUS, HOLY MOTHER OF... Loyal blog readers may recall that I am in the midst of The Great Agent Search. I couldn’t get my website open fast enough. Anyone who’s ever seen a three year old tear into a tricycle-shaped Christmas present probably has some idea. “Where is it?! Where is it?!” I was digging through comments sections like a Jack Russell terrier hopped up on a whole case of Red Bull. “Oh my God! There it is! And it’s nice!” I took a moment to bathe in the afterglow. Now, if I were the sleazy sort of self-aggrandizing author, I would point out to any agent eyes that, in addition to my current series, I’ve just begun work on a second series of humorous mysteries. If I were the sort of person who would abuse this space in such a manner, which, of course, I’m not. No sir-ee. Not me. Nope. I’m just going to go back to my manuscript and type a wee bit faster... *Eric Stone is the author of “The Living Room of the Dead” out in hardback now and soon to be paperback along with the second book in the series “Grave Imports.” If you haven’t read them, you should. Read/Post Comments (1) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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