The Week and a Half of Flail

13 Nov

Not fail, definitely not, but flail. Oh my god, I have never flailed so much in my entire life. Witness the glory of my flail:

Friday, Nov 4: Receive edits for Scripped. The formatting is done, it’s gorgeous, I am happy as a clam. Accept all of Jodi’s magical things, then workworkwork. For like 20 hours.

Saturday, Nov 5: Wonder why these edits are taking me so long. Realize something is wrong, and that the last edits I did on it have been utterly lost in the Great Belfire Virus Attack of 2011. Want to cry, think Jodi is going to  kill me, drink half a bottle of Jack, continue eviscerating my own work of fiction for another 20 hours. Not necessarily in that order.

Sunday, Nov 6: Receive second version of Scripped, because Jodi is all over that bad boy. Do another round with her stuff, then another with mine, catching the larger-picture things I missed nitpicking the shit out of it the day before. Another 20 hours. Woo!

Monday, Nov 7: Realize Riot Boy is dropping tomorrow. Panic and freak out. Receive Scripped proof, get through half of it, line by line, before brain finally explodes. Receive word that Riot Boy is live at 10pm — about 2 hours before expected, which is awesome. Panic and start doing Riot Boy shit. Sleep for about 3 hours.

Tuesday, Nov 8: Riot Boy release date. I update my profile on every romance site ever, submit a bunch of copies for reviews, buy a bunch of (discounted) copies to add to my contract freebies for giveaways and reviews to add to the ones the pub already does, hit up all the sites that will run ads for me based on my subscriptions to them or for free, email everyone in the world, drink a lot of absinthe to keep calm. Make husband take new author photos for Scripped purposes — ask Jodi to pick which one I should use because they all look absurd.

Wednesday, Nov 9: Try to get through more of the Scripped proof. Panic because I catch myself skimming, my brain is so dead. WE CANNOT SKIM ON THE PROOF. Update author photo and bio everywhere in the fucking world. Thank various gods that Jodi has others on the proof, too. Realize Riot Boy release party is tomorrow. Sort shit out for that. Panic some more. Receive mockup of gorgeous Scripped wraparound. Get pretty much no sleep.

Thursday, Nov 10: Release party at TRS. Post a bunch of Riot Boy excerpts, read a bunch of awesome things, talk to a bunch of cool people, drink a bunch of absinthe, drive everyone bonkers on twitter. Run a giveaway that ends up way more hectic than expected because TRS was awesome about directing traffic to it. Give random shit away on twitter. Blink and realize it’s midnight and I have a train to catch in the morning. Send emails to winners, try to sleep, fail.

Friday, Nov 11:

  1. Out of bed at 7, catch 8 o’clock apartment shuttle, on Metro at 8.20, at Union Station at 8.50.
  2. Discover Scenes from the Second Storey has dropped. Yay! <3 <3 <# my favorite story comes to light!
  3. Train delayed, but arrive in Philadelphia around noon. Meet up with the lovely Carrie Cuinn.
  4. Work, then talk publishing, Dagan Books, and other naughty things over beer and a mostly-ignored lunch.
  5. Receive visit from the badass known as Simon C. Larter. Drink more beer, talk more trash.
  6. Best friend Tara and her husband arrive from Pittsburgh. Drink more beer, talk more trash.
  7. Carrie goes home, my crew and I check into our hotel.
  8. Husband arrives. We try to find a place to eat dinner, but it’s all slammed around the theater.
  9. Witness the glory of Noel Gallagher’s High Flying Birds in the beautiful Kimmel Center. Not even sure how many times I’ve seen this guy live, but this was the smallest venue and the funniest show. Band was awesome, and Noel was chatty with the audience. And funny as fuck.
  10. Drinks. Complaining. Talking. Catching up.
  11. Bad, bad sleep. As in, no sleep. Again.

Saturday, Nov 12: Lunch The City Tavern (it’s in The Resurrectionists!) and a little tour of Philly with friends. Drive home. Finish Scripped proof. Do publisher things. Sleep. Finally

Sunday, Nov 13: Be awakened WAY TOO EFFING EARLY by husband concerned that there’s a lost cat outside.

I kid, it wasn’t early at all. Also, the cat belongs to a nearby house we know, and I almost feel human again. In fact, I am kind of dying to write something. But I just thought I’d share because describing my writerly and readerly idiocy has always been the point of this blog, god knows. :/I can hardly believe last week happened, let alone that I didn’t end up in tears several times.

It’s not the being busy. I fucking love being busy. It’s being busy with these things, these things I wanted so bad and have worked non-stop for like ten years to be able to do. It’s being busy with Jonah (Scripped!) and Brady and Etienne (Riot Boy!). It’s not for the faint of heart, like everyone warned me. But it is wonderful. My only regret is that it went so fast I didn’t get to enjoy it properly.

Fingers crossed that I get to do it again some day.

Thank you so much to everyone who said nice things to me personally last week, retweeted me, gabbed with me, virtually hugged me, emailed me — even about business, or anything at all. Special thanks to Jodi Lee, who was AMAZING through this whole thing. Everyone really, really helped me keep my shit together. (Okay, that and self-medicating with alcohol. Don’t worry, I’m detoxing this week.) I know it’ll get easier, and I know it won’t usually be two big hits at once like this. But I wouldn’t care if it was. Because yeah. Wonderful.

And that’s the story of my flail. Uh, back to Nano, I reckon!

9 Responses to “The Week and a Half of Flail”

  1. Danielle Ferries November 13, 2011 at 9:24 pm #

    There is nothing worse than losing edits.

    Your busy week has left me in need of a kip :)

    • Katey November 14, 2011 at 1:03 pm #

      Meeeeeee too. And yeah, I mean, on the one hand I’m better at it now than I was six months ago. On the other waaaaaug :D

  2. Danielle Ferries November 13, 2011 at 9:34 pm #

    PS Have a copy of Riot Boy in my hot little hands.

    • Katey November 14, 2011 at 1:04 pm #

      Ooooh, I do hope they entertain. Brady’s such a brat…

  3. Cate Gardner November 14, 2011 at 3:00 am #

    OMG!!! Awesome, awesome week. I’m expecting next weeks report to be how you slept for a week.

    • Katey November 14, 2011 at 1:04 pm #

      I really need to. Ohhhh man, do I ever!

      Worth it, though. So worth it.

  4. TriciaLew November 14, 2011 at 5:49 am #

    I’m just so glad you survived and enjoyed the experience at all! You are amazing!

    • Katey November 14, 2011 at 1:04 pm #

      I’m kind of amazed I survived, let alone enjoyed anything. But I did, in spite of wanting to burst into tears.

      Amazing, crazy, it’s all the same, right? :D

  5. Meghan November 15, 2011 at 1:31 pm #

    Lunch The City Tavern (it’s in The Resurrectionists!)
    So cool!

    Also – holy fucksticks your week was insane. And awesome. And… yeah. Batshit insane.

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