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In which I'm sharing things I am enjoying

Hope you're having a good week, my darlings! Mine is busy-busy getting ready for the literary festival in Dahlonega this weekend. I am really looking forward to it. The event organizer has been just delightful (Hi, Carol!) and the weather is supposed to be great. I also get to see several friends who are usually scattered around the country, so I'm tickled PINK that we'll be in the same place at the same time.

So, onto things I'm enjoying.

*Budget Bytes. New food blog I found that looks yummy. I have the baked pumpkin pie oatmeal in the oven right now and am planning on making chicken taco bowls on Wednesday. If you try something from the site, be sure to let me know how it turns out!

*"Once Upon a Time." The only new show I'm watching this fall. It's on ABC on Sunday evenings. I had middling expectations and I'm completely sucked in. If you haven't watched it yet, they're three episodes in which you can watch on the ABC site. It reminds me a wee bit of "The 10th Kingdom" from years ago, but it's a little darker. Robert Carlyle is in it which is reason enough to watch, but it also features a heartbreakingly vulnerable Ginnifer Goodwin, a truly charming prince, and Jennifer Morrison who played Kirk's mother in the latest "Star Trek" film. (Was I the only one who cried when her husband blew up?)

*"Bonjour, girl!" If you loved "Beauty and the Beast" you might enjoy this fan video of a reimagined opening to the film. There's a wee bit of profanity there, so be advised.

*The Scrapbook of Frankie Pratt. By Caroline Preston. Picked this up yesterday in the bookstore and can't wait until I have time to dive in. It looks charming and original.

What about you, chickens? What are YOU enjoying?

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In which you might need something to go with soup

I am in Houston doing authorly things. Until I get back, I thought I'd repost a few items from the old Blog A Go-Go. Today is one of my all-time favorite things to bake. Enjoy!

I know, it isn't soup weather, but I promise these scones would go equally well with a nice salad or some paper-thin salty ham. I just threw them together one evening when I didn't have anything in the house except a few dry ingredients and a box of soup. The scones were by far the better part of the meal. They are loosely based on the divine Whole Wheat Cherry Scones in The Skinny.

Whole Wheat Cheddar Scones

2 cups white flour (I used King Arthur White Wheat)

1 cup whole wheat flour (King Arthur again)

1 T baking powder

salt (I want to say a heaping teaspoon)

1/4 t dry mustard (Why I had a tin of Coleman's lying around I cannot imagine, but I'm sure it's Nigella's fault somehow)

palmful of dried onions (The true sign of desperate pantry cooking. I wanted fresh chives of course, but FORGOT there were some growing in the garden. So I used these dehydrated monstrosities instead, and they were actually fine. If you want a measurement, let's say a teaspoon and a half.)

two eggs

1/2 cup milk (Okay, that's a lie. It's more like 3/4 cup. It depends on your flour. Start with 1/2 and keep adding until the consistency is right. You'll want a little more milk for brushing the tops of the scones, and sour milk is excellent for baking.)

5 T butter

shredded Cheddar (A nice, sharp Cheddar, please. Two or three big palmsful.)

All of this will be much better if your ingredients are at room temperature. Preheat the oven to 450. Mix the dry ingredients, cut in the butter until the mixture is crumbly. Add the cheese and toss to coat the cheese in the flour. Then whisk together the eggs and milk and stir into the flour mixture. Bring the dough together without overworking. Turn onto a floured board and pat into a circle. Cut into eight equal wedges. Place onto parchment-lined baking sheet, brush with milk. Bake for 10-15 minutes. YUM.

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In which I do not share and I wish others didn't either

I'm in Houston signing at Murder by the Book and will be back blogging afresh on Monday. In the meantime, please enjoy this repost from the Blog A Go-Go:

Yesterday morning I spent a half an hour in the waiting room at the doctor's office, biding my time until I could be seen. (For what I'm not telling because that is part of the whole "having boundaries" thing. Besides, if I don't tell you, you can imagine all sorts of interesting calamities: spider monkey bite, bad clams, hoof-and-mouth disease.)

Anyway, after a few minutes, a gentleman came in and asked to see the doctor because his finger seemed to be getting infected. Now, that would have been plenty, PLENTY of information, particularly because he used words like "red" and "streaky" to the receptionist. But he felt the need to explain in EXPLICIT DETAIL how he came to have a wound in his finger in the first place. Apparently, a pneumatic nail gun will sometimes discharge a nail when you don't expect it to. And if your hand is in the way, it will go all the way down to the bone. ASK ME HOW I KNOW THIS.

I know this because he said it. Three times. Once to the receptionist, twice more to other people in the waiting room who were already looking a little green around the gills. (This begs the question, what kind of moron doesn't get the prescription for antibiotics filled the FIRST time he goes to the doctor for a nail in the hand?) By the time he worked the word "pus" into conversation, I was fetal under my chair and rocking quietly, humming "Dem Bones" under my breath. I have never been so happy to hear a nurse call my name in my life, let me tell you. (And I was also wondering why he sounded strangely like Eeyore. Did slamming a nail gun into his flesh make him depressed, or did his natural lethargy contribute to his poor carpentry skills?)

There are some things I have a pretty strong stomach about. I have changed oozy dressings when required. My mother hemorrhaged after a tonsillectomy (TWICE, in fact), and both times I did things that left me looking like the star pupil of the Donner Party Culinary School. I have pulled stitches out of my father's head with a pair of pliers, and I have given my husband shots more times than I can count. But no one besides a TRAINED medical professional needs to hear about stranger pus first thing in the morning. Remember that, I beg you.

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In which I'm not here

Nope--off to Houston to hang with some of my favorite peeps at Murder by the Book! Since I'm not actually here, I thought I'd post an entry from the old Blog A Go-Go. It's from July 2008 and concerns salad. No, really. And to the French readers, Happy Bastille Day--Vive le France!

It's entirely TOO hot for proper cooking which means we cannot be bothered to read recipes. I recently threw together a salad based on Nigella's Vietnamese Chicken-Mint Salad, but with some serious changes. I used to make the salad almost precisely according to her recipe, leaving out only the fish sauce because, honestly, fish sauce tastes like FEET. Old, dirty feet. That have been walking in sewage. But then I realized it might be nice to twist it up a little with a few Mexican influences. So here's what I did: I finely sliced green cabbage. I used 3/4 of a smallish head. You could use 1/2 a large head; it could be red or Napa, I suppose. You could use a whole tiny head. Whatever makes your heart happy. This salad is FLEXIBLE. I threw in five chopped green onions, some julienned carrots, a few handfuls of corn, and a LOT of chopped cilantro. (Nigella's recipe calls for copious amounts of mint. I only like mint in small doses because otherwise I feel like I'm eating toothpaste. The cilantro serves as an herb, but almost as another salad green. Add less if you're not a fan.) This would also be tasty with some sweet peppers sliced in, but I was out of them.

I also threw in a roasted chicken breast, shredded. (I picked this up from the rotisserie counter at my market, of course.) For a dressing, I mixed a drop or two of garlic oil with olive oil, the zest and juice of one lime, lots of coarse salt and pepper, cumin, and a whole chopped jalapeno. (I scraped the seeds out because I was sharing this salad. If you like things hot, leave them in. You could also try a poblano if you want it a little mellower.) This got whisked together and drizzled on top. Now, if you're savvier in the kitchen than I am, you will have noticed that this is really not enough dressing. (There should be a nice ratio between the lime juice and the olive oil, and one lime's worth of juice isn't quite enough.) So, I will confess--and this is JUST BETWEEN US--that I opened two packets of Taco Bell fire sauce and threw them in. I KNOW. It's tacky, low-rent cooking, but honestly, what's a girl to do if she is out of limes? Turns out the fire sauce was a fabulous addition, so I suppose you could throw in a few spoonfuls of salsa and get the same effect. (A little Tabasco in the dressing might not go amiss either.)

I tossed it all together and threw it in the fridge to let everything hang out until the next day for lunch. YUM! The beauty of this is that it's a few minutes' work for a few days' worth of lunches. And when you're feeling supremely lazy, there is nothing nicer than being able to head to the fridge with a fork to find lunch already waiting for you. (It would also make a very tasty alternative for coleslaw if you're worried about mayonnaise in the heat. Also, I suspect that with all the veggies and olive oil, this might actually be rather good for you.)

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In which I'm buzzing by

In case you missed Saturday's event online (live from Turn the Page!) the link is up, courtesy of Avon Books. My favorite part is that we didn't realize the video was streaming live for quite a few minutes...

My interview with Anjuelle Floyd on her internet radio show tomorrow has been postponed with a hope to rescheduling some months down the road. I will be chatting live at Writerspace tomorrow evening--8pm Eastern time, so come visit with me!

In yesterday's comments, Jennifer inquired about my schedule and how it's put together. Excellent question and one with no simple answer! I've had events organized by my publisher, my publicist, booksellers, libraries, literary festivals, writers' organizations, and myself. (Guest blogs always come at the invitation of those who host the blog.)

As I've said before, perhaps the best piece of advice my editor ever gave me was never to let the business of being an author interfere with the business of being a writer. I'm in full author mode now since The Dark Enquiry has just released and because we just finished with the two big conferences I usually attend--Book Expo and RWA, and because I have several signings left to promote this new release--including a television appearance next week!

Generally, I try to group my travel and pack a lot into a few months with much of the rest of my time reserved for writing. The more successful I get, the more of a challenge this is! But I am still able to block out significant chunks of time for work. I will actually be finished traveling by the first week of August and will go underground until November, giving me three full months of uninterrupted work. November has multiple events, and then I have another block of time until a group of events in March. That isn't to say that something won't come up, but I am very selective about what I would commit to during those months.

I know loads of writers who work when they travel, and eventually I'll have to master that skill too, I suspect. For now, I write first thing in the morning, then spend the afternoon doing "authorly" things like blogging and answering emails.

And since we're talking about calendars, I'm stumped, people. I can't seem to get myself onto a SINGLE calendar. There's a consolidation issue, largely because I like a month-at-a-glance layout with a large grid and I like to handwrite all of my entries. I also need something light enough to take with me. That doesn't even sound possible, does it? My husband swears I need an iPad, and I have to say, the color-coordinated calendar is very tempting, but I'm not ready to pull the trigger on that one. Right now--don't laugh--I'm using blank calendar grids that I run off on my copier and fill in by hand. I am filling in for three years, and I've color-coded the years, but they only have professional entries, none of the personal or family stuff that would REALLY get me organized. Any thoughts? How do you mom-type professionals consolidate your personal, family, and work calendars into one EASY and portable version?

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In which...I'm fetal

OMG, y'all. Seriously. I am one tired girl and I'm only halfway through my travels this month! But it's all been so much fun already. I shall just have to up my intake of tea and soldier on.

HUGE thanks to everybody who made the Turn the Page event this weekend such a tremendous success. It is always a kick to watch Nora Roberts sign for her fans--she is just so gracious, and her stamina is truly inspiring. Is it Cheez-its or her morning workout? Anyway, if you missed the event, Turn the Page still has signed copies, so give them a shout.

It was great to meet the lovely Leslie Kelly/Parrish who writes FAR scarier books than I can read (she's terribly brave and was loads of fun to sit with) and Meg Cabot--who I tried not to fangirl gush all over, but she's seriously a hoot and a half, just as adorable in person as you'd expect.

Now, if you get a chance to pootle through Boonsboro, you really ought to treat yourself to a stay at the Inn Boonsboro. It's a boutique hotel owned by Nora and run by innkeeper Suzanne, and it is supremely relaxing. You have to love a place that won't put a phone in your room, but does provide two large flatscreen TVs with DVD players in the suite! They have a library of books and DVDs to enjoy, a kitchen you are welcome to pilfer for snacks and drinks, a chessboard and board games in the lounge, and a scrummy breakfast as well as wine and cheese each evening. Each room is named for a pair of literary lovers, and I highly recommend the Westley and Buttercup!

We drove up this time--y'all know how I feel about car rides, right? It was around 200 miles, and I tried to keep the complaining to a minimum. I was cranky starting off and moaning about being hungry and the fact that the rent car smelled foul, so my dear husband stopped off to buy a rage muffin and an orange. A rage muffin is any snack cake that can blunt the edge of my sulkiness, and the orange was to freshen the air in the car. (I told him any citrus fruit would do. You just stick a key or other suitably sharp object into the stem end of the fruit and wiggle. Instant air freshener, Elizabethan-style.) Aside from the monsoonal storm we drove through, the trip was great--although I am DONE with anything car-related for at least a year...

In other news, I will be appearing on Anjuelle Floyd's internet radio show again this Wednesday (woot!) and having a Writerspace chat about The Dark Enquiry Wednesday evening. Stay tuned for links! And this Friday is my date with Murder by the Book in Houston--can't wait to see my peeps! I so hope you can join us, but if you can't, do call ahead and request a book signed just for you.

Phew! I think that's it for now, chickens. Hope all of you are having a splendid July!

(Oh, and since some of y'all have been asking, I have managed to stay on top of what's going on with the Tour de France this year. It started off in pleasantly dull fashion--good for the riders but not particularly exciting for viewers. Then it became a carnival of carnage and I have been watching with one eye while I cower behind a cushion. There have been some BRUTAL crashes, and I'm keeping my fingers crossed for a safe two weeks left of racing!)

 

In which we have links!

Today I've got a few links for you, interviews I did with very lovely folks who were kind enough to invite me to stop by.

The first is an interview over at The Victorianist. If you haven't checked out this blog, oh, my darlings--it's a fabulous resource for Victoriana and no fan of the period should fail to bookmark it.

I was also interviewed over at We Write Romance to mark the release of The Dark Enquiry. If you're a romance fan, click with caution--you might just lose the entire day finding cool things to read there!


Big bouquets of thanks to The Victorianist and We Write Romance for asking me to hang with them today!

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In which the ends are unraveling

But I keep knotting them up as I go and so far it's working! This week, which was supposed to be busy and challenging, has decided to ratchet up the difficulty factor by about a thousand percent. So, in the interest of my own sanity, I had to triage my plans and rethink everything in terms of priorities. (Promise you won't peek at the laundry hamper...)

Loads of you already have The Dark Enquiry in your hot little hands--I'm so glad! Thanks so much for the lovely messages. (And my deepest regrets to those of you who wanted it to take on vacation and don't have it yet!) I did get a wee complaint about the publisher deciding to delay the ebook until July 1, and I wanted to address that briefly: the publisher actually didn't delay anything. The release date IS July 1. Technically, that's when the book is supposed to ship from online retailers or be shelved in bookstores. Do booksellers jump that particular gun? All the time, unless you're J.K. Rowling! So, please know that if you are a digital reader, they really aren't trying to punish you. It's just that yours is the only format they can control! And I hope you enjoy it even more for having to wait a little...

Others of you read my harrowing tale of emergency rooms and birthday gone awry, and the question I got most often--after cordial queries about my husband's health--is WHAT IS THE RECIPE FOR THE LIMONCELLO CHEESECAKE? Y'all amuse me, do you know that? The recipe is Giada's and it's on the Foot Network site. That's as much as I know, but I expect about two seconds of googling will get you there. (And the husband is doing brilliantly. We've followed up with his own doctor and we've only one more test to go through which the doctor believes is strictly precautionary. Woot! And we found out today he is completely cleared to fly at the end of next week so he and our daughter can join me after RWA for a day of frivolity in NYC!)

Speaking of RWA...alright, here's the deal: I have two RITA dresses. I know, an embarrassment of riches. One is a full-on BALLGOWN, taffeta and a color. The other is a sleeker gown of black with beading and a sheer back. And I can't decide. Thoughts? Seriously--y'all choose.

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In which I am flying!

And I just accidentally typed that "dying", so we see what sorts of dark and Freudian things are afoot in my mind today! A thousand things to do, most of which would bore you intensely if I detailed them, so I won't. But something that is not at all boring is the Paperback Dolls website! Love those girls, and they were gracious enough to invite me to participate in something called the Paperback Proust, a quickie interview that is unlike any I've ever done. SO much fun! So pop over and check it out if you're so inclined.

Also, feeling completely moronic to mention it, but last year, that's right, LAST YEAR, at BEA I picked up Stacy Schiff's Cleopatra. Because I am a thorough goober I neglected to read it even when everyone else was--about six months after BEA. It's now a year after BEA and I finally picked it up and GO OUT AND GET IT RIGHT NOW. I hate to rave before I have finished a book because there's always the fear that it will go due South just after I have told everyone how much I love it, but I have no such qualms in this case. I'm seriously four pages in and adore it. She just used the phrase "the kudzu of history". That's magic.

Finally, loads of things going on this week because THE DARK ENQUIRY is finding its way into readers' hands even now! Online retailers have shipped, booksellers are unpacking boxes--it's go time! Tomorrow I'm hanging out on the Facebook page of historical powerhouse Blythe Gifford, and I'll also be participating in a book launch virtual tea party! Link will be posted tomorrow, but I hope y'all can drop by and lift a cup to help me celebrate.

Now, I'm off to visit my tailor--there has been RITA dress drama that I really can only laugh at because it's absurd but there is every possibility that I will have to attend the awards wearing a shower curtain.

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In which I am interviewed

The lovely peeps over at All About Romance interviewed me to mark the release of The Dark Enquiry--and they are giving away two ARCs! If you'd like to enter, just pop over and leave a comment before the deadline. (Two days left to enter!)

If you haven't already experienced the genius of The Oatmeal, please begin with 10 Words You Need to Stop Misspelling. I would add "ridiculous" to the list. Everytime I've seen this word in the last year, people have been throwing an 'e' in there. Stop it. No, really.

It's been ages since I posted the link to Orisinal, and never on the new blog, so if you haven't wasted an afternoon there, by all means DO. It's like playing games in a very sweet children's book.

So I'm getting my ducks in a row for RWA Nationals in New York. (What a stupid expression. Is it possible to actually get ducks to walk in a row? Don't they do that anyway? And wouldn't the presence of a duckherder just confuse and upset and scatter them out of formation?) Anyway, I'm making endless packing lists and discarding them and starting over, determined once again to go carry-on only. At last count I have four pairs of heels and an evening gown in addition to two cocktail dresses, seven day dresses, two other pairs of shoes, and all the accoutrements to pack as well as research materials because I intend to get some work done. I will manage it; there's no question on that point. I will somehow shoehorn every last item I need into my carry-on bag and a tote, but I will resent it. I will sigh wistfully and wish that I were traveling in the days when there were porters and drivers and stewards and it wasn't at all odd to pack a trunk for a fortnight's travel. With hatboxes! And jewel cases and vanity cases. And shoe trunks. I mean, yes, we have penicillin and the right to vote, but things weren't ALL bad in times gone by...

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