Where's my Crown?

I'm playing the linkage queen today...

Simon Bestwick has kindly reviewed both Strange Men in Pinstripe Suits and me. Though I disagree, you would know if I walked by because of the spikes and the sparkle. It's an unusual combination.

Next up, look whose book is up at Amazon.com. Yep, Aaron Polson's Loathsome, Dark and Deep. Have you bought several copies yet? I am desperate to read the story. And while you're visiting the Amazon, how about Simon Bestwick's first trade paperback, Tide of Souls. I'm extra lucky, I have a signed copy.

And lastly, it's Nebula nominating time (and the Stokers and the British Fantasy Awards) and I've been seriously remiss in voting so far this year. I've nominated one book for the Stokers, and one short and a novella for a Nebula, and one short for the British Fantasy Awards. And I have a ton of things I need to read before the year is out. Kick up backside appreciated. Anyway, lots of people are listing what stories etc they have that are eligible for nomination including J Kathleen Cheney who is offering a digital copy of her novella, Iron Shoes, for consideration to members of the SFWA. I'm lucky enough to have a copy of Alembical 2 where the story appears and can highly recommend the story.

I think I'm all linked out...

Final NaNoWriMo word count tomorrow. Can you take the suspense?

WIP Wednesday - Several Children are Accidentally Eaten

I'm afraid my brain melted at around eleven thirty-three this morning and is currently located in a pool around the photocopier. At some point during the day, I may have fed several children to a hungry mayor but it turns out the paragraph was a little topsy-turvy and all came out right in the end....undigested.

Fred currently stands (well, more often sits) at 13,590 words. He's trying hard. He'd appreciate beer, but I'd rather you sent him chocolate.

Other things from this week: back to work after ten days holiday (hence melting of brain); finished the first draft of a short 'Self Portrait of a Dead Girl' and have left it hanging on my memo board washing line (which is a genuine line with jingle bells attached); read J Kathleen Cheney's Afterimage (original published in Baens) - excellent futuristic detective story; ate chocolate (crap, wasn't supposed to admit to that last one).