The official release day for GONE (Wake, bk 3) is Tues, Feb 9, but I've heard from all over the US that people are snagging their copies and devouring GONE. I see on various online stores (indiebound.org and others) that it's shipping. So head out this week and grab it or order it! While you're at it, pick up a copy of WAKE or FADE (now both in paperback) for a Valentine's gift. Or try the audio books. You can find my books in lots of places including independent bookstores everywhere, Barnes & Noble, Borders, Target, Sam's Club, BJ's, Indigo, and Amazon.
Today I am doing laundry and getting ready to pack. My tour starts Tuesday -- I really hope to see some of you along the way!
Thanks for being such awesome fans. Hopefully I'll have some good stories and photos to share from the road! And of course, I'll be bringing Miss Spoobin with me. :)
Showing posts with label Miss Spoobin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Miss Spoobin. Show all posts
Sunday, February 07, 2010
Friday, June 19, 2009
Signing Saturday!
Saturday, June 20, from 6-8pm at B&N Chandler Mall in Chandler, Arizona. Don't miss other great authors there throughout the day, including the fabulous Janette Rallison at 3pm.
If you're local, I hope you come out to see me! I will have WAKE dog tags for those who purchase the books -- pretty freaking cool. Maybe I'll even bring Miss Spoobin.
If you're local, I hope you come out to see me! I will have WAKE dog tags for those who purchase the books -- pretty freaking cool. Maybe I'll even bring Miss Spoobin.
Saturday, April 04, 2009
Cincinnati
Well, now. The Joseph Beth signing was another tremendously lovely and good-looking crowd that contained some fabulous people, including Alice Pope and some LOVELY bloggers whose names I will not mention because I'm not sure if their attendance at this event has been made public yet. But we had a terrific chat with them.
Yesterday was somewhat dimly lit, it appears, in Miss Spoobin's journey. There are sure to be other better photos out there soon of Miss Spoobin in all her glowing glory, but my camera was perhaps behaving poorly because I have neglected to personify it. Er...him.
At Mother of Mercy High School, a fabulous place, Miss Spoobin meets English teacher Mr. B:

And here is Miss Spoobin with school alum Mary who came to the event just to see us.

Finally, Miss Spoobin takes an historic view and a delicious meal at the Rookwood Bar & Grill, where we sat in a kiln with friends Ken and Janelle.

I didn't have an opportunity to take any photos at the signing, so if anyone has any, please let me know.
Heading out to West Chester soon, and then it's on to NYC, woo!
Yesterday was somewhat dimly lit, it appears, in Miss Spoobin's journey. There are sure to be other better photos out there soon of Miss Spoobin in all her glowing glory, but my camera was perhaps behaving poorly because I have neglected to personify it. Er...him.
At Mother of Mercy High School, a fabulous place, Miss Spoobin meets English teacher Mr. B:

And here is Miss Spoobin with school alum Mary who came to the event just to see us.

Finally, Miss Spoobin takes an historic view and a delicious meal at the Rookwood Bar & Grill, where we sat in a kiln with friends Ken and Janelle.

I didn't have an opportunity to take any photos at the signing, so if anyone has any, please let me know.
Heading out to West Chester soon, and then it's on to NYC, woo!
Friday, April 03, 2009
Cincinnati and NYC
My computer tells me it's 3:41 a.m. I think I may have to change computer to Eastern Daylight Savings Time to make myself feel awesome about being awake at this hour.
But.
If I can get me a glass of good old ice cold Midwest tap water, I will be a happy woman. Growing up in Michigan has some excellent benefits.
*waves* to mommy and daddy up north, just one state away.
Okay, so. Today.7pm, Joseph-Beth in Cincinnati.
Saturday, 12:30, B&N West Chester.
Please come!
The hotel manager (David, who rocks) at the Clift Hotel in San Francisco said I could keep Miss Spoobin, so she will be with me as my special guest.
But.
If I can get me a glass of good old ice cold Midwest tap water, I will be a happy woman. Growing up in Michigan has some excellent benefits.
*waves* to mommy and daddy up north, just one state away.
Okay, so. Today.7pm, Joseph-Beth in Cincinnati.
Saturday, 12:30, B&N West Chester.
Please come!
The hotel manager (David, who rocks) at the Clift Hotel in San Francisco said I could keep Miss Spoobin, so she will be with me as my special guest.
Wednesday, April 01, 2009
Tales of (Miss Spoobin in) the City
(with apologies to Armistead Maupin)
Business first:
Copperfield Books in Petaluma tonight at 7!
And then. I hook back up with Cassandra Clare and we'll appear in Cincinnati Friday and Saturday.
Then Cassie and I will meet Elizabeth Scott in NYC Sunday, and Cassie and I will do a final library event on Monday.
Tour details here.
In other very important news, I have acquired a friend.
It was in the wee hours of Sunday night that I had a hankering for the world's most perfect food: peanut butter. I was delighted to have a Walgreen's across from the hotel, so I scouted around and to my delight, I found a jar of creamy JIF, my favorite. Bought it and back in my hotel room, I opened it up.
It smelled delicious.
And then.
I realized I didn't have anything in the room with which to eat it. And so I did what all teen authors would do: I tweeted about it.
Meanwhile, I had called room service for ice, and when it arrived, there it was.
A spoon.
Yay!
All was good in the world.

The next morning, as I packed up for my school visits, I realized that if I left the spoon in the room, housekeeping would take it. And then I would have tragedy in my life once again.
Well, so, I borrowed the spoon, and it traveled with me to school. Of course I tweeted and someone asked me what I'd named her (because she is obviously female).
"Miss Spoobin."
That's what I said. And that is her name.
After that, I got another spoon with room service, and then another and another. I began to hoard them. I have a slight problem, I know.

Can you tell which one is Miss Spoobin? She glows just slightly, of course.
On my travels, I realized just how lonely I was getting because I began showing Miss Spoobin to my new friends. We took photos.
Have you ever heard of the Flat Stanley Project?
This is kind of like that. My friend Daniel sent me his Flat Stanley a few years ago. We took him to pan for gold.


I digress.
Here are some places Miss Spoobin has been, besides the peanut butter jar.
Deer Valley High School:

With radio station host Jim Foster:

Lunch with my friends (who brought me wonderful little individual cups of my fave pb so I can carry them in my purse):

At Clayton Books:

Capuchino High School with Books, Inc. and the You Say Read, We Say Party Book Club:

To my friends in Cincinnati and NYC who want a photo with Miss Spoobin, well, I don't have an answer for you yet as to whether she will be accompanying me. I am not a thief (not anymore, anyway), so I will find the manager of the hotel and ask if I might purchase Miss Spoobin.
Wish me luck.
UPDATE:
Hotel manager David just said I can keep Miss Spoobin! Yay, I love David!
Business first:
Copperfield Books in Petaluma tonight at 7!
And then. I hook back up with Cassandra Clare and we'll appear in Cincinnati Friday and Saturday.
Then Cassie and I will meet Elizabeth Scott in NYC Sunday, and Cassie and I will do a final library event on Monday.
Tour details here.
In other very important news, I have acquired a friend.
It was in the wee hours of Sunday night that I had a hankering for the world's most perfect food: peanut butter. I was delighted to have a Walgreen's across from the hotel, so I scouted around and to my delight, I found a jar of creamy JIF, my favorite. Bought it and back in my hotel room, I opened it up.
It smelled delicious.
And then.
I realized I didn't have anything in the room with which to eat it. And so I did what all teen authors would do: I tweeted about it.
Meanwhile, I had called room service for ice, and when it arrived, there it was.
A spoon.
Yay!
All was good in the world.

The next morning, as I packed up for my school visits, I realized that if I left the spoon in the room, housekeeping would take it. And then I would have tragedy in my life once again.
Well, so, I borrowed the spoon, and it traveled with me to school. Of course I tweeted and someone asked me what I'd named her (because she is obviously female).
"Miss Spoobin."
That's what I said. And that is her name.
After that, I got another spoon with room service, and then another and another. I began to hoard them. I have a slight problem, I know.

Can you tell which one is Miss Spoobin? She glows just slightly, of course.
On my travels, I realized just how lonely I was getting because I began showing Miss Spoobin to my new friends. We took photos.
Have you ever heard of the Flat Stanley Project?
This is kind of like that. My friend Daniel sent me his Flat Stanley a few years ago. We took him to pan for gold.


I digress.
Here are some places Miss Spoobin has been, besides the peanut butter jar.
Deer Valley High School:

With radio station host Jim Foster:

Lunch with my friends (who brought me wonderful little individual cups of my fave pb so I can carry them in my purse):

At Clayton Books:

Capuchino High School with Books, Inc. and the You Say Read, We Say Party Book Club:

To my friends in Cincinnati and NYC who want a photo with Miss Spoobin, well, I don't have an answer for you yet as to whether she will be accompanying me. I am not a thief (not anymore, anyway), so I will find the manager of the hotel and ask if I might purchase Miss Spoobin.
Wish me luck.
UPDATE:
Hotel manager David just said I can keep Miss Spoobin! Yay, I love David!
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