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Friday, January 4, 2008

Talk talk.!

Sitting in the middle of the closest thing California gets to a typhoon: torrential rain, winds gusting at 50 mph plus. Our heavy wooden glider is halfway across the front yard, and there are lawn chairs all over the place. The cats are unamused, and seem inclined to blame me for the weather. I'm worried about our outdoor cats, especially the Golden Gate Park cats, since their usual daytime refuge - the trees - are not the safest place to be right now.

About to start the final chapter of Dark in the Park, after which there will be an epilogue, after which this sucker will be done like a done thing, and I can send it off to AgentKate, who can tell me what I need to do to make it a saleable 12-and-up YA commodity. Yay me.

Also, I'm going to be on radio today (yes, I nearly typed "appearing on radio", good grief), reading a bit from a new short story of mine, about poverty in America. It was actually inspired by Richard Thompson's beautiful song, Oh I Swear, about a couple who don't like each other anymore but are too poor to split up.

The show is The Eclectic Word, on http://www.myspace.com/wordsspeaknetwork. It starts at 4 pm pacific, 7 pm east coast. I will NOT talk about Barack Obama. I don't like him.