My beloved web designer, Celia Kyle, rescued my website from where ever it was hiding when it broke, and thank heavens it’s back again! While I was webnapped I felt completely helpless. I guess all the files were moved to a bad link for some reason, but I had not the first clue how to fix it.
Meanwhile, I was doing that radio show which you can listen to here. Although I don’t know why anyone would really want to, unless you would like to hear what certain writers voices sound like, or you think it might be interesting to hear me advance my “Porn theory of intercultural understanding.” Dear heavens, did I really say that??? No filters man. And thanks to Jester, who so graciously let us have the floor, and had to mop up after us when we messed up.
The question that stumped us all, except for Jerry Wheeler, the only biological male and gay man on our roster talking that night, was “Why are all you women writing about gay sex?” It seemed like there was about two minutes of dead air after that.
Because men are hot, baby. I beg your pardon; hold still while I objectify you.
I got a great review of St. Nacho’s from Kassa11 over at Live Journal which you can read here. She was kind enough to overlook what a lot of people are calling a really dumbass name to read the book, and for that I’m grateful. Seriously. Is St. Nacho’s really a dumbass title? I thought it was rather fun. I’m worried as hell about ePistols At Dawn now, a title I thought was a working title and a joke, until my editor and a bunch of writers told me they loved it. Was that like telling a girl at the prom that her hair looks nice simply because you know there’s nothing she can do about it at this late stage in the game?
Anyway, thanks for all your support, glad I have my little spot on the web back, although I wonder where it went and whether it picked up bad habits while it was there. (Okay, here’s a confession. I actually looked up that word in case it had two ‘b’s like rabbit, because I had a moment of panic when I thought, ‘How stupid would that be, to say my website picked up bad uniforms worn by nuns.)