A Writer in Meatspace
Thank you Elisa, for having me as a guest on your blog. I’m getting excited about GayRomLit, and posting here is a first step on the road to Kansas City.
I haven’t been to GayRomLit in a couple of years, because of a bad intersection of luck and vacation time, or lack of it. Note to self, schedule vacation, take vacation, because something like a stray ticket to an event you’d given up on attending could land in your lap. I coulda been there…
When I started publishing, I had absolutely no clue I would eventually travel because of my books, or meet people. My publishing world existed electronically, even moreso because my first three novels didn’t exist in paperback until they’d been around a while. In fact, I didn’t have a paperback to sign on the riverboat in New Orleans, though I can hope folks enjoyed those custom-burned CDs. My, how technology changes—I handed out postcards with download links in Las Vegas at the Romantic Times convention. (I might have a few with me in October, too.)
I came out of fandom, where we hid behind made up names and actually visiting a fandom friend was a weird and dangerous undertaking. They seem so nice online… The best friends I could hope to have came out of those tentative visits. You all know Eden Winters? She’s one such. Meeting in realspace had another shocker: what do we call each other? We’d forget and use our fandom handles.
Remembering what to answer to was an issue at the first GayRomLit, because no one calls me P.D. unless that’s the way they know me best. It sounds funny, and I never imagined answering to the initials when I signed those first contracts. Anyone I didn’t respond to, I’m sorry. I heard you but I didn’t realize you meant me.
So I learned to meet people I knew from a distance, how to answer to my name, and how to remember other people’s names when it’s all a swirl. I have facial recognition issues: it goes with getting lost easily.
Bless name tags. I love name tags. I’m not really staring at your tits. I’ll have to read your name tag to be truly sure who you are for most of the event, and I’ll have it nailed by Sunday, about twenty minutes before one of us has to go to the airport. Then the next year I’ll have to start all over. By the time I see you three years running, I’ll be good by Friday afternoon. However, having missed Chicago and San Diego, I’m back to ground zero with some of you.
But I will be so glad to see you, even if this identifying people business makes me look like an idiot. I’ll be a joyous idiot, staring at your chest and then babbling away with details of previous talks or your books or your reading tastes once I get a good glimpse of your tag.
If it’s the first time we meet, then yay! A new friend, and we’ll talk, and I’ll see you at enough events that you are firmly in my brain by Sunday.
To keep that knowledge green, we’ll have to keep coming back. I can reliably recognize my gracious host, because I’ve had the pleasure of her company several times now.
It’s been a lot of years since that first bookless book signing on a paddleboat, and the paperbacks have gotten higher and more varied. Fire on the Mountain has a gorgeous bronze cover for its pages, and the series has grown. Kurt, Jake and their friends need five books for their stories. Dreamspinner has them all in one big package to fit in your ereader. But I don’t mind signing my name five times.The Mountains Bundle
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press (July 1, 2016)
Amazon Kindle: The Mountains Bundle
The mountains are the best place to find adventure… and romance. In Fire on the Mountain, Jake Landon is looking forward to a summer spent patrolling the mountain with some crusty old mountain man and hiding in the closet—only Old Crusty turns out to be young, hot, and friendly Kurt Carlson. In Snow on the Mountain, Jake and Kurt are working the slopes and trying to navigate a new relationship out in the open. In Fall Down the Mountain, Mark McAvoy falls for chef Allan Tengerdie just as quickly as Allan falls on the slope and breaks his arm. Can Mark and Allan help each other work through their problems together? In Cross the Mountain, Allan decides to give cross-country skiing a try in order to keep up with his ski patrol lover Mark. In Blood on the Mountain, Jake and Kurt are back for another summer of fire patrol in the Rockies, trying to work out their relationship alone, but they quickly stumble onto a dangerous secret. In Return to the Mountain, caddy Gary Richardson hungers for the luxury life his clients have, but his love Seth Morgan is perfectly content with their life as it is. When opportunity knocks, Gary and Seth both have choices that they must make.Author Bio:
P.D. Singer lives in Colorado with her slightly bemused husband, two rowdy teenage boys, and thirty pounds of cats. She’s a big believer in research, first-hand if possible, so the reader can be quite certain Pam has skied down a mountain face-first, been stepped on by rodeo horses, acquired a potato burn or two, and will never, ever, write a novel that includes sky-diving.
When not writing, playing her fiddle, or skiing, she can be found with a book in hand.
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