For those people who have read some of my novel and are wondering just what a Jain sword looks like, one is picked on the front of Guy Gavriel Kay's Under Heaven. That may be my best tie to greatness, so I'm taking it.
And speaking of brushes with greatness, the first two chapters of John Scalzi's Fuzzy Nation is yours for the reading. Fuzzy Nation, FYI, includes my name in a Tuckerization. Unfortunately, I'm only the name on a court case (I'm told I won, which is great) and not that I die some grueling, gruesome, or spectacular death, which was what I lobbied for and would have been awesome. You can't always get what you want, but if you try, sometimes you get what you need. Actually John asked me if I was okay with it after my named popped into his head for something to use in a court case (I takes what I gets). Like I would say no. But really, I'm quite honored. Thanks, John. And thanks for letting me win. Can I die a spectacular death next time?
And, you have a chance to win it, along with some other great Scalzi Swag.
Also, BTW, Fuzzy Nation is getting great buzz. I'm sure it's because my name is the literary equivalent of the Colbert Bump. Just something to keep in mind for all you budding authors out there. And I'm open for the gruesome, spectacular death. Just saying. "Hi, today I'd like to audition for the role of 'corpse covered with sheet'?"
Some thoughts on writing and daring to be imperfect and other things. This goes beyond the mantra "the draft is allowed to suck." (Grokked from Jay Lake)