some mighty cool news

That this time isn’t a practical joke.

My friend Gena Showalter just sold a YA novel entitled GOTH GIRL to Lauren McKenna at MTV books. I heard that she was inspired in part by my book and that because of my muse-erificness, she owes me a drink.

I’m announcing this on the internet so that she can’t take it back. Gotcha, Novelique.

In other news, my agent Deidre Knight just sold a two book deal for Ellora’s Cave author Jaci Burton to my own dear publisher, Bantam Dell. I’m so excited for her! This is going to bring her work to a much larger audience! Jaci’s editor at Bantam will be Shauna Summers, the senior editor of the romance program, whom you might remember from my Reno recap.

Speaking of Bantam Dell editors, I hope no one has forgotten that my editor, the brilliantly acerbic genius Kerri Buckley, will be doing a TKA chat this Sunday. Seriously, be there. Hoo boy, does that girl have stories! If you’re very good, she might even tell you about the maggot.

And of course, much to be related about my book. Which will, natch, by then be done and sitting in a neat, printed out pile, bound by the ultra-secret, never-to-be-revealed-by-a-contracted-author arrangement of binderclips and rubber bands, and bearing only the this-is-the-secret-to-publishing perfect margins and font faces.

I’d tell you what those are, but then I’d have to kill you.

Finally, I shall share with you a little bit of humiliation that happened to me yesterday. So I blogged about Scott Westerfeld’s new book, PEEPS (buy Peeps! Buy Uglies! Buy them both and then pre-order Pretties, because I promise you’ll be foaming for it) and then who should show up at my blog to read all about my ::cough cough: platonic crush but…

Well, Sailor Boy, of course, who proceeded to inform me that I have no access to his award winning essay (seriously, though, who does he think he’s dealing with here? I’m no amateur. Vee haf vays…). Fortunately, Sailor Boy thinks my platonic professional crushes are kind of cute. I think his are cute, too, especially when they are on Krzysztof Kieslowski, rather than Sarah Vowell, who is, after all, a) alive, b) female, and c) single (I think), all of which makes for a greater risk of her moving up from platonic profesisonal crush to real life crush than dead Polish male directors.

But I digress. My point was that, to my surprise, Scott Westerfeld also visited Diana’s Digressions. Wow, so this blog is actually, like, visible? To um, people? Everyone wave at Scott. Hi, Scott! Okay, now everyone go buy his book. Bye, Scott!

(Confidential to Julie Leto (ha ha!): how about a blog update? You’ve got time to do quizzes…)