April 26th, 2006

dead vikings

Sigh

The advantage of writing urban fantasy or world-crossing fantasy is that when the sea serpent has eyes the color of NyQuil, you can say so rather than spending time trying to come up with settlement-era Icelandic-ish equivalent having something to do with moss-troll ichor. Because then you're stuck with moss-trolls, and also they have ichor, and you can pretty well guarantee that's going to come back and bite you in the butt in another book or two: you didn't have to deal with moss-trolls before, and now you do, and it's a lot of bother just for a color analogy.

The niflnissen were bad enough. Although the moss-trolls at least do not evaporate when they have finished their butt-biting, so that's something.
good mris pic

Who now?

I am very used to people misspelling my name. I have been Marisa Lingon, Marsha Lundgren, Manssa Unger (my band teacher had really bad handwriting), Mary Winger (some people just can't listen)...lots of stuff.

On Spec spelled my name perfectly on the cover, in the table of contents, and on the byline just under the title.

It was Carter Hall's they messed up: "Carter Hull Recovers the Puck."

Sigh.

In other news, I'm hoping that I'm having an idiosyncratic day rather than a reaction to my new allergy meds, because this is not what we call fun, and I'm not going to give you the details because I am too nice a person. Just ask me and I'll tell you how nice a person I am. Usually you don't get credit for keeping things to yourself, because people don't know how much you're not telling them until they're the ones whose personal information you're not telling, and "I know something you don't knoooooow" is just not charming. Still: I do, and you're glad.

I picked up Throne of Jade while I was out shopping for presents for other people, because I have the self-discipline of your average cat, apparently. I have already started reading it. I am not even sorry.

I'm not one of those people who does well with guilt.