Archive for September, 2011

If It’s Tuesday, This Must Be . . . Prague

Oh my God, oh my God! You’ll never guess where I am!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yeah, I’m in Fullerton. In my office. In my house. With my cats. (They say hello, btw.)

Once again, my “if it’s Tuesday” post presents the usual challenge: I never go anywhere worth writing about. One of these days I’m going to write about Target — or Targets. Fun fact: there are FIVE Targets within ten minutes of my house. Two of them have Starbucks and one has an escalator. Oh, yeah, you wish you were me.

My next book, WHAT CAME FIRST, comes out in eight days. (Did you know that? Are you excited? Have you pre-ordered???? For your convenience, I’ve got pretty little bookstore link buttons to the left of this post. Because I’m always thinking of you.) That means I’m spending even more time than usual at home, working on guest blogs and such (which is my excuse for slacking off on my own blog). So today, instead of writing about someplace interesting that I visited (Ralph’s grocery store, anyone?), I’m going to go all vicarious and talk about my friend Tammi’s trip to Prague. That way, you can vicariously enjoy my vicarious experience.

That is SO meta.

When we last visited Tammi, she was getting measured for custom orthotics to manage her plantar fasciitis while walking  around the cobblestone streets of Europe, and I was getting orthotics so I could walk from my desk to my kettle and back again. And so, let us begin our vicarious tour. Here are Tammi’s feet, clad in brand new shoes from The Walking Company:

Here are the cobblestones Tammi’s feet have been walking on:

Okay, quiz time: Prague is in what country? Did you say Czechoslovakia? Well, you’re wrong! Because Czechoslovakia hasn’t existed since 1992, when it was peacefully split into two countries, the Czech Republic, and Slovakia, and Prague is in the Czech Republic!

Okay, maybe I’m the only person in the world who didn’t know that, in which case I’m reasonably certain I shouldn’t have admitted it.

At any rate, enjoy Tammi’s pictures. (How cool is the astrological clock?) And don’t be too jealous. She said her feet really hurt.

 

 

Song of the Week: “Almost,” Bowling for Soup

I love Bowling for Soup for a whole bunch of reasons. Their tunes are catchy, their vibe is happy, and their lyrics are funny. They take their music seriously — without taking themselves too seriously. Or at all seriously. A lot of us artsy types could learn from that.

“Almost” is the first song on my Getting Warmer playlist. I envisioned it playing on the radio as chronically late high school teacher Natalie rushed to get to work in the morning.

Okay, the real reason I love “Almost”? Because Bowling for Soup managed to rhyme “Texas” with “breast-es.”

Pure genius.

“Almost,” Bowling for Soup

For full lyrics, check out this YouTube video:

 

Countdown to My Book Release

There are only seventeen days till What Came First comes out, and I know what you are all wondering.

“How is her foot feeling?”

Well! My custom orthotics came in, and for a full day I’ve been wearing them with my timelessly unfashionable Merrells, and so far, so good! Don’t worry: I will keep you updated.

In other news, I received my first copy of What Came First, and I love the book design even more in the flesh — okay, in the paper — than I did when it was just a thumbprint. First, there’s the background color, which is way more green than it looks on Amazon (or in this reproduction) — kind of a Tiffany blue and really, really pretty. Also snazzy: the background is matte, but the booties, chicks, eggs, grass, etc. are all glossy.

Another nice touch: the back cover has three little chicks at the bottom. How cute is that?

And finally, I’m excited to have reached a certain milestone: What Came First is my first original trade release that doesn’t feature a half naked woman on the cover. It’s the first cover that doesn’t scream CHICK LIT.

Except, of course, for the chicks.