So, here's the schedule.
Let's stick to it.
Which may have something to do with the title of the book, too, but maybe not really.
Have you ever not liked your name? I know the feeling. People who've known me since I was a little kid (those who still talk to me, that is) call me Andy.
I hate being called that as much as I hate misused apostrophes, emoticons, exclamation points, and fake words like fajita and squee.
No. I hate it even worse than that.
Please, never call me that name. I'll get really mad if you do, and Martin will tell you: when I get mad I sometimes don't say "please" before I tell you to fuck off.
So, Stick is actually a nickname for a kid who hates his real first name. His real name is Stark McClellan, but everyone calls him Stick. His brother's name is Bosten.
To be honest, I like both of those names. A hell of a lot more than the bastardized name I confessed to above that I will never mention again. I've actually known guys named Stark and Bosten, which is why I chose those names for characters in my book, too.
Want to know what the book's about?
I'll tell you later.
Here's what's coming up:
Next Saturday, I'll be speaking at the Southern California Independent Booksellers' Association Annual Children's Literacy Dinner, 6:00 p.m. at the Westin in Pasadena (the link is below). If everything works out as planned,
[wait... this is ME I'm talking about. Really??? Really???]
I will be debuting the live-action trailer for my next novel, Stick at the dinner. There's quite a cool story behind the making of the trailer, about the kids who were involved, and even about a ghostly apparition that was captured during the filming of one of the scenes (really).
Which is kind of a meta thing, because the story of Stick himself is kind of a cool story, too.
And, if all goes swimmingly, the amazing cover of Stick will be revealed on a few friends' book blogs on Monday, February 28 (pending final approval from Macmillan), and then everyone will get to see it (and a really nice blurb from Sara Zarr).
And that's when I may talk a little bit about the story, too.
Maybe.
The following day after the big debut (again, we are totally counting on me not fucking things up), I'll be out in Chino at the Fairgrounds signing and talking about The Marbury Lens at the Family Festival of Books, right at noon.
I'll remind you (assuming I can stick to the program) later on this week.
Information on the SCIBA dinner is here.
6 comments:
I consider both my names pretty decent, until you put them together. Matt Rush got turned into Ratt Mush a lot in school, but that was okay. Now there is a famous gay porn star who has the screen name Matthew Rush. I'm okay with that too, he is hot after all, but it just sucks that if you Google my name you get nothing but him. And I do want to become an author.
That's why my published short stories are under the pen name Matthew MacNish.
We know a kid in baseball who's last name is Dick. I would hate to have Dick on the back of my jersey but that's me.
Hey Matthew,
With a name like mine... well, I never thought about writing under a pen name, anyway. Nobody in the business part of what I do ever suggested it, either.
And Connie,
The kid's got a great name.
Ha! Must be a boy thing.
There's a representative from Brooklyn to the House of Reps named Andrew Weiner. He'd say while campaigning that anyone who can make it through the New York public school system with that name is tough enough to make it in Washington. (I don't think he meant 'Andrew.')
Anne (out from under the rock of copyediting horrible books--none of them from F&F)
Well, my last name is Campbell. I can still remember the moronic kids I went to school with that would pull out the oh so clever, "Campbell soup" jab. As I got older and more annoyed I decided to embrace the jab and turn back on the jokesters. My response, "That's right. Mmmmm, good." No one makes fun of it anymore.
My first name is Laura. I always wanted to stand out in a crowd. Unfortunately, I went to school with enough girls with names: Lora, Lara, Lauren, and Laura. Couldn't get around this one, so I talked a lot and laugh really loud. Nothing's changed.
One thing that incites rage is when people call me Lauren. For some reason, I detest the name and tend to kindly lash out if I hear it directed towards me. Needless to say, most people learn my name real quick. Still haven't pinpointed the reason for the irrational dislike of the name. I'm sure there is some obnoxious girl from my past that ruined it for me.
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