Happy Halloween!
>> Friday, October 31, 2008
Happy Halloween everyone! We just got back from trick or treating downtown with some friends. A fun time (and much candy) was had by all. . .


Happy Halloween everyone! We just got back from trick or treating downtown with some friends. A fun time (and much candy) was had by all. . .


How awesome is this!? My hometown alt.weekly Metropulse invited me to write a short story for their Halloween fiction issue. It was a pretty tight deadline, but I've been reading H.P.Lovecraft lately, and as I was in an elder-gods-making-men-mad kind of mood already I leaped at the chance. They liked what I cooked up so much they put it on the cover, with art based on my story! (Yay, tentacles!)
To give the story a Knoxville angle, I went back to a kernel of an idea I've had for perhaps fifteen or twenty years now that I overheard in high school. While hanging out downtown, some kids I knew had run into a homeless man known as "The Chief." He was leaning on a building, his hands flat against the bricks, because, he told the teenagers, he was holding the building up. (Just like the man in the cover art, above.) If he let go, he told them, the building would fall down. This story was relayed to me as something funny, but I thought it was mysterious and sad, and ever since then I've kept that little scrap of an idea around in case I found a story for it.
And now I have. The story is called "Nunyunu-wi, Dressed in Stone," and you can read it online for free, or you can grab a hard copy (with illustrations!) in Knoxville by picking up Metropulse at any of the dozens (hundreds?) of places it's available for free. The special fiction issue also features scary shorts by Knoxville writers Kali Meister, Jack Rentfro, and Jennifer Alldredge.
Go give "Nunyunu-wi, Dressed in Stone" a read and tell me what you think.
Cthulhu fhtagn!
From Editor Liz: what do you get when you cross Samurai Shortstop with Something Wicked?
Click here for the answer.

Check out Jo's fancy new Tinkerbell slippers! Thanks Dot! They're fabulous! Unfortunately, the splintery floors in our "house" will destroy them in no time - so these are just for school until we move into the new house. Someday. . .
Kids Book Buzz is hosting a Something Wicked book blog tour. All this week bloggers are posting reviews and interviews. Here's the first round of reviews:
The 160 Acre Woods
A Christian Worldview of Fiction
All About Children's Books
Becky's Book Reviews
Cafe of Dreams
Hyperbole
Through the Looking Glass
Never Jam Today
Reading is My Superpower
Thanks, all!
My friend Sara Ryan is celebrating the paperback release of The Rules for Hearts by giving away free hardcovers to the first ten Gay/Straight Alliances who e-mail her. She lays out the details here! Hurry--the offer ends November 13th.
One of my responsibilities in my new job is to manage the dual credit program - a partnership between Penland, the local high school, and the community college. A group of twelve high school kids get to take a class at Penland and earn high school and college credit. I assist the teacher as needed, but mostly I get to take the class with the kids. Fun! This year the class works with photography and glass. We just started glass (soooo cool!) and I thought I'd show the one good photo I took in the photography class. I used a Holga camera which is what gives the lovely vignetting (the dark shading in the corners). I love the square format too.
I really like this picture - it captures a quieter side of Jo that we don't often take pictures of. Jo thinks the picture is boring because there's no color. She thought that about The Addams Family too - until she got about five minutes into it.
From boing boing: Check out this sped-up video of pop-up artist Sam Ita's work on his new 20,000 Leagues Under the Sea: A Pop-Up Book. The book hath been added to my Amazon Wish-List...
I've taken Jo into the voting booth with me for every election since she was born. But not this year. This year she has school on election day and I have a class after school, so it was not to be. Instead, I did early voting on Monday since I had to go to the courthouse anyway for jury duty.
There are a couple of firsts in this election for me. I think this is the first time I've ever lived in a "swing state." It's pretty exciting not knowing which way the electoral votes in my state are going to go. It makes me feel like my vote REALLY matters instead of being more of a "going through the motions" civic duty.
Also - and it was kind of exciting when I realized this - I've actually MET both of the candidates and shaken their hands. I met John McCain way back when I lived in Cincinnati and worked at Joseph-Beth Booksellers. He came for a booksigning and Alan and I both got to meet him. I think we even got a book signed. This was back when he was actually a maverick - before he sold his soul to the Republican party. I met Barack Obama at a Random House sales conference shortly before Audacity of Hope went on sale. He gave a fantastic speech (natch!) to all of the sales reps and I had a chance to chat with him afterwards.
So - an exciting election all around. . .
Read more...
What, you came here looking for your Wednesday fix of Project Runway previews? It's over. Go home. Really. Shoo.
Oh, all right. Here's something to entertain you until tomorrow.
I'm this week's guest blogger over at the Penguin Blog (usa). So far I've just pimped the free e-book of Something Rotten, which of course you all know about as regular readers of Gratz Industries, but the rest of the week I'll be blogging about highland festivals, Scottish music, and maybe even a little baseball. Pop by and say hello so the folks at Penguin know somebody's out there. :-)
So we've been making progress on the house, though we haven't been recording it very well because on days when we paint - we paint from sunup until it's too dark to see. Fun times, I tell you.
This is the corner of my studio ceiling, as seen from Alan's office. The sign that says "make" is an extra support beam that the inspector (whom we have grown to hate) made the builder add after he was done with everything. We thought about ripping it out after we get our Certificate of Occupancy but then we decided to jazz them up a bit and make them a feature. I must say I quite like it. I'm always a fan of words and signs so this makes me very happy. Wait until you see what we (someday) do to our stairs. Big plans. . .
I'm also happy with the paint job to the ceiling. It's been some of the most nightmarish painting I've ever done, but I really like the clean look of the white with gray beams. It shows up the lovely lines of the beams without it being too contrasty and screaming, "Hey! Look at these exposed beams!"
But we're not done - oh no! My studio was the worst, because the ceiling height ranged from about 18 to 25 feet and I really don't like heights anymore. But now we're in the home stretch. Whew! The scaffolding is lower, but the room is bigger. And there has been an Invasion of Ladybugs.
See those little dark clumps in the corners of the beams? Those are ladybugs (actually Asian Lady Beetles if you want to get all technical) and they think they're going to hibernate in our bedroom. This is them in the morning when it was still chilly and they were all calm. I don't want to get into horrible detail here, but my the afternoon there were thousands of them flying through the room I was trying to paint. I had to brush them off each section before I could paint it. They were crawling all over me - in my ears, inside my glasses, down the back of my neck. Alan (under deadline and hard at work) came out to see if I was ok after he heard me screaming things like, "Get the f*** off me you little bastards!" It wasn't quite as bad as the day Alan's foul language echoed throughout our valley (and forever scarred the sheltered homeschooled kids innocently playing in their yard while we worked) but it was close.
At the end of the day I took this picture from the porch off our new master bedroom to remind myself that this will all be worth it when (if) we move in.

Okay, Something Wicked isn't really officially on tour, but I'm doing a couple of events this weekend, first in Atlanta and then in Knoxville, Tennessee. If you live in one of those two places, I'd love to see you!
Saturday, October 18th I'll be appearing at the Gwinnett Reading Festival in Lawrenceville, GA from 11 a.m. to 4 p.m. in the kids tent, talking about Samurai, Rotten, and of course Something Wicked. The festival is free and open to the public. Come say hello!
Then on Sunday, October 19th I'm hosting a book launch party for Something Wicked at Carpe Librum in Knoxville at 3 p.m. Everyone is welcome! I'll be reading, signing, and chatting up friends and family. Please drop in!
Can you believe it? I almost let the day get by without announcing, O-fficially, that today is the "pub date" for Something Wicked! Welcome to the world, little guy!
For those of you who haven't suffered my incessant promos, here's the skinny:
Something wicked this way comes, and only Horatio Wilkes can stop it.
A Scottish Highland Fair turns foul when Horatio discovers the games' founder, Duncan MacRae, dead in his tent. All signs point to Duncan's son as the murderer, but Horatio's not so sure--especially when his friend Mac and Mac's girlfriend Beth start acting like they own the place. And that's just one of many mysteries: Like why are Mac's and Beth's fathers acting so suspiciously? What's the deal with the goth-punk bagpiper corps threatening Horatio's friend Banks? Who is the hot girl spying on everyone? And why, exactly, are there men in kilts tossing telephone poles around?
Horatio will need all his snark and smarts--and maybe a little amazing grace--to thwart the fate a road-side psychic laid out for him and his friends. Not that Horatio believes in that kind of thing anyway . . .
Anyone else feeling like we're lost in Oz this season? We sure are. Or, rather, that we're returning home from Oz, and that this whole season has been a dream.
"And what have you learned, Dorothy?"

To celebrate the release this week of Something Wicked, my contemporary young adult mystery based on Macbeth, Dial Books is offering a special promotion: they're letting you read the first Horatio Wilkes mystery, Something Rotten, for free.
You read that right. Free. Gratis. Complimentary. No charge.
You don't have to register, you don't have to give your e-mail, you don't have to buy something else to read it.
All you have to do is click here.
Why are we letting you read Something Rotten for free while it's still on sale at your favorite bookseller? Because the number one challenge facing most authors is obscurity. Of all the people who didn't buy Something Rotten today, the majority did so because they simply didn't know it existed--not because someone gave them a free copy of it. Like Cory Doctorow says, we think it's more important to get more people into our tent than to make sure everybody inside bought a ticket.
So click on the link in this post, or the banner stuck to the top of the Gratz Industries blog, or go to www.alangratz.com, and read Something Rotten. The book is free (did we mention?) but this special promotion ends on November 30th.
So what are you waiting for? Go. Now. All the cool kids are doing it...
Check out this great interview Threadbangers did with Susan Hilferty - the costume designer for Wicked! I love the show and I love the costumes so it was great to get a behind-the-scenes peek.
I loved the book the musical is based on and I'll never forget coming in to NY for a meeting and seeing billboards everywhere for the musical - which I didn't even know they were doing! I walked on down to the Gershwin that night - just in case they had a single seat available. It had just opened, so of course they didn't - but I did come home with the soundtrack and one of the gorgeous posters. Alan and I finally got to see it when the show came to Atlanta - and it was awesome! Jo is a huge fan of the music - she knows almost all the words to almost all the songs and I wish we had brought her with us, but the book is definitely not for kids so I wasn't sure about the musical. It turns out it would have been just fine - but she's still waiting. It's back in Atlanta right now, but we found out too late to get tickets to the one weekend we could have made it. Oh well. . .
Hey! Pinkee featured my red Wonky Squares quilt in a treasury on Etsy - along with lots of other cool wonky things. Take a look here. The list expires on Wednesday night - so visit soon.
Of course, this made me go visit her shop and now I really want to buy some of the bamboo tiles. You can find them here. I just love the feel of bamboo (Alan gave me a satiny-smooth bamboo crochet hook for my birthday one year) and I think these would make great pendants, bracelets, etc.
Thanks for the treasury love Pinkee!
Saturday I spoke and signed at the Southern Festival of Books in Nashville, Tennessee. I've been to Nashville often in the last ten years, and every time I go back I'm more and more impressed with the city--and this after growing up in Knoxville, Tennessee and visiting Nashville maybe three times in those twenty years. (For you non-Tennesseans, East Tennessee, Middle Tennessee, and Western Tennessee are such separate geographic and cultural regions that loyalties and divisions run deep--and each is represented by one of the three stars on Tennessee's flag. See? You didn't know you were going to get a history lesson today, did you?)
The best thing about the festival was reconnecting with old friends and making new ones. I spoke on a mystery panel with Tracy Barrett (above) and moderator Helen Hemphill, caught up with Candie Moonshower and Patricia Wiles at the SCBWI booth, shanghaied SCBWI friend Linda Ragsdale and her daughter Jessie at the children's pavilion, said hey to Wilmoth Foreman in passing in the parking garage, saw former colleagues Ginger Clark, Tamara Crabtree, and Tom Post from my old Davis-Kidd/Joseph-Beth days, ran into fellow Knoxville theater scene alum Julie Walker Danielson who has a blog that you may have heard of, chatted with old acquaintances David Mcinnis Gill and Varian Johnson, talked first books with SCBWI friend Kristin O'Donnell Tubb, ate dinner with Bill Householder and his wife Laura, and stayed up past the point of weariness talking with new BFFs Laurel Snyder and Jenny Meyerhoff. (And with all that, I'm sure I'm still forgetting someone. Sorry! Whoever you are, you're still my bestest friend ever!)
See if you can place the theme song being performed here by The Ukulele Orchestra of Great Britain. If you can't get it right off, wait until around the 1:05 mark when they start in with the lyrics. It just gets better from there...
It's the earnestness that sells it.

And here we thought we'd have the week off.
No, in their infinite wisdom, the judges (and their Magically Elfen producers?) decided they couldn't decide. No one was aufed. Instead, all four contestants were sent home to put together collections. Yay!
Wait, why aren't you cheering with us? Come to think of it, why are we cheering?





Best-selling author, top-ten censored author, and all around swell gal (not to mention my good friend) Lauren Myracle has a creepy new book out called Bliss, with a creepy book trailer to boot. Give it a look:
Congrats, Lauren!
Anita Silvey, a wonderful children's book critic and historian, has a fascinating and honest article in the October 1st School Library Journal in which she asks the question that no one in children's books wants to ask publicly but everyone asks privately: Has the Newbery lost its way?
From her essay:
Read more...Right before the announcement of this year’s Newbery winner, I had two surprising encounters. First, a librarian at my local public library confessed that she had no interest in learning “what unreadable Newbery the committee was going to foist on us this year.” Then, a few weeks later at an education conference, I was startled to hear several teachers and media specialists admit they hadn’t bought a copy of the Newbery winner for the last few years. Why? “They don’t appeal to our children,” they explained patiently.
Click here to read the article in its entirety.
I just posted a multi-page update to ye olde web site--the new Brooklyn Nine pages! The book comes out in March of 2009, but it's not too early to begin flogging. Synopsis, first chapter, an early review, and a walk-through history of the nine different eras in the story are up, with more to follow in the coming months. Just click on the Brooklyn Nine cover on the front page to start exploring. There's even a picture of my great-great-great-great-grandfather Louis A. Gratz, the first of our clan in America, hidden in there somewhere. Oddly, I look a lot like him...
Wendi and I have worked the first day of the Spruce Pine Montessori School Rummage Sale the last three years. The rummage sale proceeds make up a big part of the school's operating expenses each year, and we're happy our schedules allow us to be there most of the day and volunteer.
Selfishly, we also love the chance to take a look at everything that's for sale before the great hordes of bargain hunters descend on what is, essentially, a 60-family yard sale. This year seemed to be the year, however, that most families decided to weed out the most hideous tchotchkes in their closets. Like this disturbing little fellow.
A monkey, I assume? Perhaps something to adorn a child's bedroom. To stare at her during the night. In the dark. As she sleeps. Watching. Waiting.
Most disconcerting of all is the hole in the monkey's posterior:
A missing tail, one presumes? An unfortunate absence that suggests other, more illicit, uses.
By which, of course, I mean a planter.
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