Did You Recycle A Fraction of Your Allotted Fame?

It's January, and my unofficial writing hiatus is over. For Pete's sake, I've been about 3/4 done with the follow-up to The Naturalist for a month now, but only got going again the last couple days. Heaven knows if the thing still hangs together. I'm still shooting for spring of this year to release A Very Plain Young Man.

In the meantime, if you attended the November dance-mania launch party, I wanted to alert you that, possibly unbeknownst to you, you might have used up 1.5 seconds to 1.5 minutes of your allotted 15 Minutes of Fame. What fame? you ask?

This fame:

An article in The Points Living Magazine! And I do apologize for the laughable picture quality, but I was lucky to even get my hot little hands on a copy because (1) the magazine is solely distributed to residents of Hunts Point, Yarrow Point, Medina, and Clyde Hill (which I'm not); and, (2) the magazine appears only in physical form, with no online links; and, (3) the editor has been on vacation and family emergency since the issue came out. This bootlegged copy came via my daughter's classmate.

As you might see, if your monitor is big enough, they included pics of my lovely reader/dancers, so check for your own sweet self and forgive me for not having any of you sign photo release forms. Hanging with me is a perilous business...

I'll be naming names when I tag you on FB

So, quick! Dig your fraction of fame out of the recycle bin, or go Dumpster diving in Hunts Point, Yarrow Point, Medina, or Clyde Hill blue bins before your Moment in the Limelight gets made into paper towels or whatever. Look for this cover:

For those of you who couldn't make the party and are still huddling in obscurity, don't say I didn't warn you--even though I didn't.

Speaking of recycling, I do have some legitimate content for you, this post. If you loved the Disney movie Frozen, you probably know it was loosely based on Hans Christian Andersen's tale The Snow Queen.

It turns out Disney isn't the only recent recycler of the story because I read a galley of Karen Foxlee's about-to-be-published-any-second Ophelia and the Marvelous Boy, and lo! there was that Snow Queen again.

This time the story takes place in a vast and nameless and wondrous museum in some winter-bound country. There are still two sisters, but rather than becoming a Snow Queen herself, the older sister is in danger of being kidnapped by the icy dame. It's up to Ophelia to rescue both her and the mysterious (and pretty danged helpless) "Marvelous Boy." The setting was my favoritest part of the book, and some of the scenes are pretty suspenseful. I'm trying to get my daughters to give it a go, but we're all deep in re-reading Harry Potter. If you don't find yourself in that state, however, I recommend this lyrical tale for readers 10 and over.

That is, if you can tear your eyes from your moment of glory in The Points Living article...