For what it's worth, I just now sent the final version of Cornelius Wrathbone into my editor. A 442 page YA beast that has gone through many drafts over many years, and was completely torn apart at least twice. And as of an hour ago, it's done. Should be out with Candlewick Press fall of 2017. So, now I'm going to take anywhere from four to eight hours off, and then dig full-time into a literary novel with my man Charles F. Adams over at Algonquin Books, which for the moment is entitled These Unlovely Monsters" First, though, I'm gonna have a sandwich.
Hey, whattayaknow? Face out at the Hudson Books in JFK. Pretty much the perfect read for that 19 hour flight to Hong Kong.
Joe Dallesandro, king of the Warhol superstars and the man who graces the cover of the Stone's "Sticky Fingers", hanging out with Welcome Thieves in L.A.
Hey, tomorrow at 11am I'll be signing books and just sort of hanging out and chatting with authors Garth Stein and David Laskin as part of the grand opening of the absurdly nice Third Place Books Seward Park. Come out and support your new local indie. We are so lucky in Seattle that neighborhood bookstores are thriving. Give them a reason to open another one!
Hey, today is Independent Bookstore Day. Acquire local books! I'll be here at 1pm, making recommendations & signing #IndependentBookstoreDay
Thursday at Eagle Harbor Book Company. Yeah, this was a lot of fun. A wide-ranging discussion with Claire Dederer that boiled over with rude thoughts and inspired notions, in particular a complete trashing of Pink Floyd, a defense of unlikable protagonists, and the repeated usage of the word "vicariosity". Free Rolling Rock tallboys drove the crowd into a near-frenzy. Apparently it gets a little wild on the island. Here I am explaining why I always wear a black shirt but do not, in fact, excel at "Folsom Prison Blues" during karaoke.