making books reading: beautiful moi? publishing words
by Harry Connolly
People make fun of Google plus, but like any social media it has exactly the value that you and the people you interact with put into it.
For example, Fred Hicks posted this:
It’s amazing. Seriously, you should watch it with the sound on. Don’t bother if you can’t listen, too.
Social media is a lot like real life socializing. It’s not usually what you do or where, but who’s there with you.
Taken by my wife, yesterday.
making books: beautiful internet King Khan people words
by Harry Connolly
Hey you guys, it’s the artist’s web site. Check out the other work he’s done. Every link in the page opens in a new tab, which is a little bit something but check it out.
On my Facebook page, there are currently 140 people who “like” me. Basically, they’re there to keep up with what I’m doing.
Unfortunately, the link to the post about that cover art was only seen by 62 of those people. Less than half. If these folks who are interested in hearing about my books want to actually hear about them, I’m gonna have to pay.
I’m not the first to say this, but this is stupid. If you want to put in a “promote” button, promote beyond the people who are already on my “like” list. Not to the people who have already signed up.
More and more I’m thinking that I should disconnect from FB (as a writer, at least) so that people won’t think they’re getting the latest news when they’re not. I’m becoming increasing convinced that it’s better to have nothing to do with a social media company than to make do with defective service.
I mentioned in the blog post that KING KHAN will be “upbeat and family-friendly,” and right away someone asked me if that meant they could hand it to their seven-year-old.
That was a bit of a stumper. There’s nothing in the book I wouldn’t show to my 11yo, but seven? There are hopping vampires, dirty cops, and period-appropriate (I hope) racism. At one point the action goes to a Sunset Strip nightclub taking part in the Pansy Craze. There are a handful of lechers, an island populated with beautiful women where men are kept in cages, and one mostly-elided sex scene. There is punching. There is shooting. There is stabbing.
I don’t think there’s anything in the book a kid can’t read, but a seven-year-old kid? The only way to know would be for a parent or guardian to read the book first to judge for themselves. Maybe I’ll do what my friends at Jet City Improv do, and change “family-friendly” to “TV-clean.”
One of the things we do every year is pop down to the Sheraton hotel in downtown Seattle and check out the gingerbread houses. They’re always huge, beautiful, and intricately done.
And I never do them justice when I take pictures. My little one-shot camera can’t really capture the translucent sugars and…
Anyway, this year had a Disney theme. Here’s Beauty & The Beast and remember, everything you can see (but the lights) is edible.
I have a bunch of detail shots on Flickr but the closeup of the candle guy didn’t come out.
Here’s the mastershot of Aladdin
Those domes are gorgeous and look as delicate as cotton candy. Over at the set I have a closeup of the elephant and the genie.
Here’s a detail of Aslan and the White Witch in her sleigh pulled by polar bears.
As per annual tradition, here’s the full version of Chuck Jones’s 1971 animated adaptation. It’s got more ghosts per frame than pretty much any version, and my favorite Marley ever.
Plus it’s stylish as hell.
Stupid iframe embedding had better work, but if it doesn’t you can watch it on YouTube.