Daily Archives: October 6, 2007

CONTEST TIME!

I just won my own ARC in an auction. I already got one. I don’t need it.

You do.

I’m holding a contest starting right now and ending October 21, 2007 to see who shall win this lovely ARC. (Personally autographed, of course).

I will choose the winner myself.

To win a personalized, autographed ADVANCE READING COPY, I want you to send me your favorite original sonnet, villanelle, sestina, limerick, or triolet about (naturally) LAST DRAGONS.

Winner and as many runner-ups as I want (and maybe some honorable mentions) will be posted to my cool blog.

Tell your friends. Tell your family. Tell your cats. Tell your neighbors. Tell anybody.

Enter as often as you’d like, with as many original entries as you’d like.

Send everything to me at j_m_mcdermott (at) yahoo (dot) com

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Anybody want an Advance Copy of LAST DRAGON?!

Reviewers are turning over the book to used bookstores.

They’re showing up in the world, for sale (despite that prominent note on the cover that says “Not For Resale”… It happens).

Follow this link to see if you can find yours today.

I ask that you – PLEASE – do what these advance copies were intended to be used for. Please post a review of the book, somewhere, everywhere, and etc.

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I tell the story and I tell the story

I say, sternly, furiously, in my big-booming, you-have-been-a-bad-kitty voice, “Get in the box!”

The story whinges and cringes. “NO! I don’t WANNA get in the box!”

“This magazine will not even look at you if you are over 4,000 words. You do want them to look at you, don’t you? GET IN THE BOX!”

“NO! I hate the box! I want to be 8000 words! I want to go to a different market!”

“You’re crap at 8000 words and you know it. Now get in the goshdarn, Hemingway-humping BOX!”

“NO! NO! I HATE THE BOX! I HATE IT!”

I take a deep breath. I tell the story I shall count to ten. I cross my arms. I tap my foot. “I’m getting you in that box even if I have to chop out the land of the dead.”

“YOU WOULDN’T DARE!

“I would.”

“You know what would happen if you did that, and I fit in the box?”

“You’d fit in the box. I’d send you off.”

“And I’d stink and you know it. You need the land of the dead.”

I stomp my foot like an angry horse. “STOP TALKING BACK YOU ANNOYING PEST AND GET IN THAT BOX RIGHT NOW, MISTER!”

“NO! I don’t WANNA get in that AWFUL BOX!”

check back later. This may go on like this all night.

until then, how about a good, old-fashioned mystery novel?

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