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Monday, September 8, 2008
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Chris Eldin
Enjoys eating ice-cream, wearing elastic-waistband thongs, and pushing bunnies into canyons. Writes humorous middle-grade novels. Her current WIP is about three hundred cookie bags in. If you're a writer, you understand.
Diesel
Rob Kroese aka Diesel is a severed head floating in a vat. But fortunately he's pretty good with Photoshop.
Jason Evans
Is the mountain wanderer who works in the bustle of Philadelphia. In his writing and photography, he mixes one part moonlight, one part mid-life crisis, one part green countryside, and one part getting run down in the street. When not practicing law or working on his current project, So This Fish Walks Into a Cemetery, he serves as the Twilightkeeper at The Clarity of Night.
Sarah Laurenson
Type A writer, reader, volunteerer, liver; trying to be a human being rather than a human doing while doing too much. A study in contradictions and living life as a paradox - writes light, humorous middle grade and deep, edgy YA.
Shona Snowden
Likes black tea, Apple Macs and koalas in kilts. Shona's short stories have been published in Australia and the UK. She is working on a novel and sharpening her Author Toasting Fork, all the better to enjoy a good Book Roast.
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132 comments:
Attila the Hound would be a perfect dog name.
Hi All,
We're here now!
I disabled comments in the post below because the screen was taking too long to refresh.
And lawsy (who said that here? it's in my head now) I have to take a shower...
:-)
right, julie ;) lol
Cheers to Chris and EE — and happy roasting...
hey chris, it may go to another five pages afore it's done :O lol
Sorry, Chris. Lawsy came from me.
The Higher Power of Lucky
Anybody read it?
Not me.
Nope, never read it.
Alrighty, I've gotta get out of this apartment. Thanks for doing this, Book Roast.
And thanks for being you, EE.
Bah, I was about to recommend the historical paranormal romance I just finished when I refreshed and saw nothing already read.
I should have recommended it last month. Humph.
Middle grade: my preference would be for boys. Less whiney.
We haven't done fiction crime mystery thriller type stuff yet.
I choose it for December, unless research proves I shouldn't. 2007 Newbery winner, supposedly funny.
I've not read The Higher Power of Lucky yet.
nope :(
Are girl's books whiny?
I'll look for a thriller this afternoon. Middle grade is good for December, as some people will be too busy to read something really long.
Bye, Miss K. And hey, Tony.
What genre does Bob Mayer write? Thrillers I think.
pnakotik...
I think I'll go play nine holes. Who can guess what I'll shoot? Best guess will be in the 44 - 55 range, though slightly outside happens occasionally.
See you at 4 PM.
hiya julie :)
Not all, by any means. But for some reason a large proportion of middle grade girl books seem to be full of "it's not fair" whinges.
The Higher Power of Lucky doesn't sound like one of them at all, though!
Short and sweet is definitely good for December.
bye ee...
Well, I leave for work at 3:00 (4:00 eastern). If I dare to look I will be late so thanks EE and Book Roast for doing this.
I'm lost.
ashurbanipal...
*Bids good luck to EE on the range*
*waves to Bill*
Bill, this is like Twitter on steroids....
:-)
EE will be back at 4, YAY!
later julie, and thx...
take good care on the roads....
hey chris, marvy job as usual :)
I was lost haha, here it is. EE good luck on the golf course. Hey, I missed it, what was the dogs name? I'm having a blonde moment again!
well, that was quite fun..I think I'll just lurk about for a while while I write .
I vote for Snoopy.
Just because the owner is EE doesn't mean EE got to name the dog...
My last guess: Nate Dawg.
Man, I can't keep up. Serves me right for taking the kids to story time.
Natalie, that's why they invented Nintendo. So you can neglect your kids and go have fun...
:-)
Man, I can't keep up. Serves me right for taking the kids to story time.
Story time takes precedent over all, even EE, but don't tell him that.
Oh Chris, the nintendo will be out the second he gets old enough, I'm sure:)
Here Slushie Slushie!
or STELLLAAAAAA! (which is the best dog name ever)
Barney
The dog's name is Barney. EE is a big fan of The Andy Griffith Show. It's the only thing he'll watch actually. Boy that Barney is such a hoot. The stuff he gets himself into. Hoo boy. They just don't make em like that anymore. No sirree.
hahaha, Barney. Thats a good one.
It could be Aunt Bee.
Took me this long to catch up. I'm at work now and have to put together a coupla newspapers.
Chris, the painting is on the EE Anniversary Blog, on the contest page.
I have a few more guesses. Lessee...
Number one was Passive Aggressive Psycho Bitch
Two is Aunt Bee
Three is Rosebud
Four is Bluto
Five is Neil Gaiman
Why does everything screech to a halt when I arrive?
LOL at Rosebud!
Oooh, Higher Power is apparently causing controversy in schools and libraries because it's an MG that uses the word "scrotum." Sheesh.
I heard about that one.
*waves to everyone*
I need to leave in a bit to pick up the Things from school. Then they might be hungry. I hope to be back around 4:30...
:-)
I am submitting myself for medical experimentation. (My wife has a test for nursing school on Saturday, and I'm the practice dummy today), so if I don't make it back, remember, Steve the Dog was mine.
Jeez, forget to check in until 3:30 and you are entirely lost here!
I nominate Bullet for the dog's name, because EE has him trained to drop a few, um, bullets, on the slush pile. The coup de grace if you like.
Were you guys trying to come up with book club nominations earlier?
He needs an evil termite to help eat all the pulpy slush.
If evil termites ate through the slush, what would he use to heat his home?
I'm back.
I see my 4:00 appearance has been eagerly awaited.
Dang! I was getting my pom-poms to cheer your return.
And I used up all of the permanent markers making a banner, so I had to run to the store and buy some more.
And I'm only on the fifty-third stanza of my epic poem celebrating your greatness. So I've been kind of busy.
You sound almost sarcastic.
I will admit, however, to wimping out on the tribute tattoo. Much as I like needles, it's against my religion.
I am never sarcastic.
Hey. Just got out of a meeting, YRH...let me breathe for a sec...
You're forgiven.
Wait, what about temporary tattoos?
Ahem.
I take back my earlier choice of Chauncey (although I did think the nickname Chaunce was awfully you; and I take back Gerard (Manley Hopkins, emphasis on manley, or manly, actually).
While I was working, it occurred to me there’s only one name I shoulda thought of for your boy dog, and that’s:
Sparky.
Stella and Sparky – you gotta admit, Sparky, Sr., those names sound damn good together.
Those are okay, but the stores were all out of the temporary tattoos with your face on them. It was a picture of Julie's avatar or Hannah Montana. I opted out.
If I had a nickel for every million dollars in time wasted in meetings...
How was the golfing?
Yeah. I am meetinged out, baby.
Good Lord.
My first stuffed animal was a dalmatian named Sparky.
Man, I used to LOVE meetings. Sit there, feign enthusiasm, and accomplish nothing. And get paid for it!
Hot. I could have died.
Seriously? Are you lying?
Are you teasing me? Or being honest?
I can't decide if you're smiling nicely back behind the screen, or grinning evil-ly. If that's a word.
Ah, yuck. Golfers have to be dedicated. At least lots of other sports are indoor with air conditioning.
Come on, Robin. I think you'd prefer the evil grin.
About dying?
Golf is fun, K. I ride in the cart, or go to the spa while JB plays golf, and then we go to the bar thing in the clubhouse. All good.
You wait and see. You'll like it, too.
No- about the Sparky dog.
I know you're full of it about almost dying. You're a guy.
I doubt Hot Stuff will ever be a golfer. He was a surfer in high school, and it forever turned him off to any and all organized sport.
Which I am fine with, since we can't really afford a golfing habit right now, anyway.
Well, yeah, the evil grin is good- IF it's about the right stuff.
If it's about you, I'm sure it's always about the right stuff, Robin.
Well, yeah. There's that.
So who's here tomorrow? Gotta be more exciting than I am.
There are two more editors this week, I think, and then Janet Reid on Friday.
Real editors, or cartoon editors like me?
Two more anons.
Janet Reid? She still owes me thirty dollars.
But aren't you guys real?
My idea of what constitutes reality is a bit sketchy, I guess, because this certainly all seems real to me.
And from what I've seen so far, Editorial Anonymous isn't at all evil, so you've got him/her beat on that count.
Well, ask her about it on Friday, you lending machine, you.
Yup, more fakes. My husband is convinced you aren't really an editor, or that if you are, you edit incredibly boring things.
I tell him you couldn't possibly not be an editor, because you've got far too good an eye to have no training or experience.
Hi precie!
Editorial Assistant is a woman.
Maybe EE edits golf books.
That could be true.
It would be weird to wake up and realize your whole life has been a dream, and you're actually a bear who's been hibernating.
Or nice, depending on your life.
My husband refers to HRH as 'the edit-ah'.
Your husband needs to be slapped around a little. Both your husbands.
Oh -the hibernating thing - like the world on the head of a pin panic attack.
Hi, robin!!
I'll admit I haven't been paying great attention to Editorial Anonymous...not like, say, our EE here or Editorial Ass...so I didn't want to make a call on Ed Anon's gender.
And, yeah, after all this time, and with all of EE's quick and illuminating commentary, it would be almost impossible to believe he's not an editor.
The hibernating thing...a little too "Dallas" for me. I can take the "head of a pin" thing...I don't consider myself all that significant to begin with.
I'm definitely the slapping around type.
I agree about the slapping.
If I get one more look of death while blogging...
I mean, he gets no -oh, you're golfing again?' looks of death from me, dammit.
I can't believe you guys go to other editors' blogs. Haven't I made it clear it does more harm than good?
I never watched Dallas. Did they hibernate?
How good is he at golf?
The only lit blogs I go to are yours, the occasional agent check in (minus a few that I freaking think yuck any time I've looked in, and my friends.
After twenty seasons of Dallas, a character wakes up. Turns out everything was a dream.
Pretty good for a geezer.
He has a 9 or 10 handicap - I forget which.
Oh- that's stupid. But I thought it worked well on Newhart.
Brits. It's a matter of pride to be great at golf.
Howdy EE.
My husband is very nice. He asks me, "So, anything good on the blogs today?"
And EE, you know we only love you. I don't check any other editor sites very often. I do look at some agent ones, just because they offer a little different side of things.
EE, are you geared up for Hell's Kitchen?
I can't believe you got me into that show.
Gordon R is opening a restaurant in my neck of the woods soon, BTW.
Your Brits comment makes me grin- both because it's on the money, and because it leaves me wondering about your handicap.
Hi Bill!
Howdy.
Sorry, EE, but I'll come clean and say my attentions are divided. I'm rather committed to Editorial Ass...I love you both...just differently.
And I still think handicap is such an odd term to use for a golf game...
Kitchen Nightmares is now on Thursdays. Hell's Kitchen probably comes on in the winter or spring. I'm not sure why food shows get watched when you can't even taste anything.
Hot Stuff loves them. I think they're boring.
Well, you're the one who just had to watch it! You watched it right through your millionth hit, remember???
I'm a "Top Chef" gal.
It's Ramsay. He's a compelling character. Like House. You HAVE to watch him.
But when I want to experience scorn and abuse, I just go to your blog, EE.
What about when you want to see people who deserve scorn and abuse experience it?
melon... as in melon collie :O lol
Oh, that's when I try to catch American Idol tryouts.
*snort* at melon collie.
Same thing, EE. Your blog.
Well, naptime. EE, I should have that epic poem done sometime in the next twenty or thirty years. It's going to be my life's work.
Oh, Lord. Enough with the Idol.
Yuck.
Well, I gotta head home now. Driving out of DC is like begging for a headache.
Nice talking to you all.
Have fun!
Bye.
I like Robin.
Okay, kids sleeping, I'm going to, too.
Give the weredingoes a kiss for me, EE. I miss having a dog.
I'll be leaving soon. The dogs know it's almost time for their TV show.
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