Friday, June 25, 2010

In which I discover I'm a LAB rat

This is the first in an imaginary series about the economics of literature. Today's installment: I finally get my marketing plan in place. It's pretty much all laid out by 28 seconds, but the more hypnovision you watch, the better it works.

You should now be pondering what I'm pondering. If you feel deeply confused, it's working!

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And may I introduce you to my fellow LAB rats?

Steve Brezenoff blogs, coherently, at Exile in Goyville.

The absolute value of any number, positive or negative, is its distance from zero. So what's the absolute value of a friendship? Of love? Just how far apart are we, anyway?

Steve talks about his book |-1| on the Carolrhoda blog. 

The other LAB Rat is Ilsa Bick, author of Draw the Dark. She blogs at Paperback Writer.

Seventeen-year-old Christian's parents disappeared when he was a little boy. Ever since, he's drawn obsessively: his mother's face...her eyes...and what he calls "the sideways place," where he says his parents are trapped. Christian figures if he can just see through his mother's eyes, maybe he can get there somehow and save them.

But Christian also draws other things. Ugly things. Evil things. Dark things. Things like other people's fears and nightmares. Their pasts. Their destiny.

And some things the people of Winter would rather forget—like murder.
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