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 Before I forget, I wanted to post some GOING BOVINE events. I’m not doing a tour for the book, so I hope you can make one or two (or all, if you’re feeling really robust) of these. I’d love to see you there!

SUNDAY 9/13 BROOKLYN BOOK FESTIVAL  5:00 pm
Youth Stoop (Borough Hall Plaza) http://www.brooklynbookfestival.org/
Panel: “High School and the Paranormal” with Libba Bray, Claudia Gray & Carolyn MacCullough

I was a last-minute addition to this line-up, so you won’t find my name on...

This week, there was definitely that end of summer feel to the air, that melancholic, transitional, time-to-shop-for-school supplies-and-corduroys feel.

When I was fifteen and about to go into high school, I bought a pair of forest green corduroys that I loved beyond reason. I insisted on wearing them on the first day of school. In August. In Texas. When I peeled them off that night, I swear I’d lost about a pound in sweat. But by God, I was wearing those things if it killed me. I think I gave

 A big old kiss to everyone who I managed to guilt into participated in the Random House Fantasy Road Trip contest. And thanks to everyone who said they would have if they had a camera/weren't too old/weren't Canadian/weren't actually living a life that does not involve catering to my forlorn public service announcements. You were all so sweet and concerned in your responses that I felt a little chagrined. Sometimes my attempts at humor don't come through. (For those who wanted to wrap me in a b

 
Dear Readers,

 Once upon a time, I went to the 7th grade dance. It was in a dark gymnasium that smelled of Binaca breath spray and sweat. There was a cover band with enough big hair to make Muppets. A Boston song was played. And I was standing on the sidelines in a white eyelet dress my mother made me that looked vaguely as if I had lost my herd of sheep.

I stood on the sidelines for a long, long time. I stood and mouthed the words to bad songs while my friends Jeannie and Marcy and Dale

"Everybody's talking at me...I don't hear a word they're sayin'...only the echoes in my mind..."

You know, people, I've done a lot of interesting, some might even say strange, things in my life. But I now know that you haven't really boogied on the dance floor of bizarre until you've wandered the streets of New York City in a cow costume. This is what we authors call "living the dream." 

Yesterday, we filmed the book trailer for GOING BOVINE. Often, book trailers are beautiful movie preview-style

I know lots of you have been waiting for a movie update, and I haven't been able to provide any info. Sorry about that. I was having to wait for some things to sort themselves out before I could say anything. Now they have and I'll tell you what I know: There's no movie for now. Icon is out. Cut, print, roll credits. 

I think I can hear you saying, "WTF?" Which seems a perfectly reasonable thing to say. I'll try to explain the W behind TF. 

Here's the long story short(ish): Three years ago, Icon o

My cat is sitting on my head. 
I do not know why she thinks my head is an ottoman, but there is no rhyme or reason when it comes to cats. They own you, and if you are smart, you will play along, make no sudden moves, and give them the kibble when they demand it. 

It has been raining here for, I swear, four years. Okay, that might be a slight exaggeration. But it feels like four years. I have grown mold on my brain and that is why I have been unable to write a blog. I would look outside, see the ra

Today was a super exciting day for me. I was interviewed by the lovely Mandi from Entertainment Weekly for their Must issue for Going Bovine. Gotta say, it made my week. Possibly even my summer. :-) 

While I'm waiting for my pizza to arrive (Oh, delightful tomato sauce-and-cheese dappled orb!), I just wanted to let you NYC peeps know that I will be part of a great reading at Books of Wonder tomorrow night with all the super-coolio authors mentioned below. It's for a horror anthology called Vacati

 Many of you, along with authors E. Lockhart, Maureen Johnson, and Ellen Kushner, sent this screamingly funny video to me. "It started off as Hogwarts now it's Lord of the Flies." Total love.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lj-x9ygQEGA&eurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww%2Efacebook%2Ecom%2Fhome%2Ephp&feature=player_embedded

This is so brilliant. Wish I'd thought of it. Don't you want to go make your own literal videos, now?
After you finish viewing it, please go visit my Torso Twin and fellow Bonnie Tyler warble

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Hey, wanna hear about something really awesome? Okay, here it is: I managed to import this logo into my document all by myself! I know! I am, like, in love with myself right now. Oh. You want to know about the actual contest. Yeah. Okay. I guess that’s pretty cool, too. I mean, not as cool as my moment of technical proficiency, but, you know. Whatever. Be like that.

 

Random House is sponsoring a super-coolio video-making contest for summer. (You know, summer. That stretch between sc