Archive for June, 2014
I got back from my West Coast tour for California Bones late Saturday night, and I would like to tell you about it, because I am all about the sharing. I didn’t take many pictures myself, but I stole some from Todd Young, Jenn Reese, Heather Shaw, Sunil Patel, and Jason Hough.
I started off at Mysterious Galaxy in San Diego, the store I consider home base because they are always so awesome to me. This was my launch and I brought pizza.
From there I headed up to Borderlands Books in San Francisco, where I jabbered and read and signed.
Here I am, doing some jabbering.
I got to meet people I knew only from the internets, like Sunil Patel. I think we look like brothers.
And in one of the highlights of the whole tour, I got to hang out with my dear friend, Heather Shaw.
The next day, I drove up the 101, stopping at a few bookstores along the way to sign stock, and ended up in Petaluma, California. I took time for a sandwich and a pint at Lagunitas Brewpub, which was just what the beer doctor ordered. Touring can be a bit tiring, and it’s important to feed and nourish oneself to maintain tiptop author shape.
The bookstore was the wonderful Copperfield’s, and within minutes of walking through the door they one of my favorite shops in the world. If you can get to Copperfield’s in Petaluma or one of their other locations, go. It’ll be worth it. This signing was particularly nice because a big contingent of my wife’s side of the family showed up. They bought an embarrassing number of books to support me. I think they made up relatives to buy books for.
From there, southward to the Los Angeles area for Mysterious Galaxy‘s Redondo Beach store. A bunch of my LA friends came out for the signing, which I really appreciated.
Finally, I headed up to University Book Store in Seattle. Again, I got support from friends and family. Touring is a weird thing, hoping people show up, hoping seats are filled, and seeing friendly and familiar faces just can’t be beat.
Here I am saying something or other.
I’m grateful to my publisher, Tor Books, for arranging the tour and sending me out. I’m grateful to friends and family and even readers who didn’t know me who came out. And I’m super-grateful to the great bookstores who hosted me. Big shout outs to the brilliant and dedicated booksellers who welcomed me. I feel lucky that I got to step into their shops, let alone speak and sign there. Thanks to Patrick at Mysterious Galaxy, Jude at Borderlands, Amber at Copperfield’s, and Duane at University Bookstore. You folks are among the best at what you do, and what you do is important.
So, tomorrow I start my book tour. I mean, my first stop is only 20 minutes from my home, but that’s just because I was smart when I chose where to live. But after the first stop there’ll be airplanes and things. I’ll be reading and signing at bookstores in San Diego, San Francisco, Petaluma, Los Angeles, and Seattle. Here’s the schedule.
I’m a realistic person, and though this is my first tour, this book is not my first rodeo, and I’ve done enough bookstore signings and gone to enough authors’ bookstore signings to have realistic expectations for what it’s going to be like. At the same time, I am an optimistic person, so I do have some hopes for how things go. Here are some of my hopes.
I hope people show up.
I hope the people who show up have fun.
I hope people buy the book.
I hope the bookstores hosting me are happy with the number of books they sell.
I hope people like me.
I hope my pants do not smell unless it is a pleasant smell.
I hope I am not descended upon by a flock of parakeets whose claws have been replaced by razor sharp surgical steel.
I hope I get to eat lunch.
I hope my travels are smooth and that I get to my destinations with time to spare.
I hope I do not get a urethral infection.
I hope I have fun.
And, of course, I hope to see some of you this week.
Remember, the San Diego stop at Mysterious Galaxy features free pizza. No purchase necessary.
Here’s my final California Bones tour schedule, including Phoenix Comicon. I hope to see some of you!
Phoenix Comicon – June 5 – June 8
California Bones‘ official release date is June 10, but copies for purchase will be available early at the Mysterious Galaxy booth. In addition to the scheduled signing at the Tor booth (see below) I’ll also be hanging out quite a bit at my table in the author’s alley.
- Urban Fantasy and the Real World : Friday 1:30pm – 2:30pm
- Beyond Thor and His Hammer : Saturday 10:30am – 11:30am
- Signing at Tor booth: Saturday 3:00pm – 4:00pm
- Setting and Place in Urban Fantasy : Saturday 4:30pm – 5:30pm
And then, my official tour. It’s my first ever!
- June 10, Tuesday, 7pm, Mysterious Galaxy, San Diego (Includes free pizza! Let me say that again: FREE PIZZA!!!)
- June 11, Wednesday, 7pm, Borderlands, San Francisco
- June 12, Thursday, 7pm, Copperfield’s, Petaluma, CA
- June 13, Friday, 7:30pm, Mysterious Galaxy, Los Angeles
- June 14, Saturday, 3pm, University Bookstore, Seattle
We all lost Jay Lake this morning, and I am so sad for his daughter and partner and family and close friends, and for all of us who were friends with Jay or knew him or were touched by his life and words. There are an awful lot of us.
Several years back Jay told me he had a short story that was giving him trouble and he wondered if I might take a crack at it. Sounded like an adventure, so I agreed to it, and he sent me the story. It was a full, complete draft with a strange setting and colorful characters and a complex backstory and redolent with Jay’s rich prose. I said, “This story is done, Jay. All I can do is mess it up.” And Jay said he wanted me to mess it up. That’s what he felt the story needed. So I messed it up. I think his draft was better, but I was honored he chose to collaborate with me.
The last time I saw Jay was at San Diego Comic-Con last year. We had lunch, and on the way back to the convention center Jay submitted himself to the ministrations of a street hypnotist. The guy looked a little seedy, but Jay said he was terminally ill, so what’s the worst that could happen? The hypnotist did his thing, and he made Jay feel as if he were being tickled. Jay giggled uncontrollably, and his face was a delight to behold. Then we made our way back to the convention center, and we shared a big hug. I wish it hadn’t been the last time I saw him. I wish he’d gotten better and was still alive. But I’m grateful that he left me with a memory of smiles and laughter.
Thanks for everything, Jay. You were a very good man.