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Suitable for framing

Look what finally came in tbe mail:

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It’s official!

Now, where should I hang it….

NYC secret

I have lived in New York City going on nine years now, but today was my first trip to the Museum of the City of New York.

mcnyIt’s located at Fifth Avenue and 103rd Street, just a quick jog across Central Park from my Upper West Side neighborhood.  Props to Groupon for giving me the push I needed to pay a visit.

Two for one admission — need I say more?

The space is compact, clean and modern, with exhibits of a number and size that make it easy to see and do everything in a morning or afternoon.  There’s also a nice variety — photography, film, costumes, paintings, advertising, multi-media, miniatures — so everyone in your group will find something to hold their interest.

My favorite on this cold damp day?

paul rand

Everything is Design: The Work of Paul Rand, an exhibit showcasing the six-decade career of the iconic graphic designer (and Brooklyn native).

While Rand is a legend in the design community, you may find yourself wondering who he is. A quick look at a few of the logos he designed will make you realize you gaze upon his handiwork nearly everyday.

paul rand logosRad designed children’s books (with his wife Ann) and other book jackets as well, and wrote two visionary books on design.

He also taught at the Pratt Institute and Yale before his death in 1996.

A quick Google image search will not only give you an idea of the breadth of Rand’s art and impact on current design, but is a really fun way to entertain yourself on a rainy day.

Coming soon

I began the third class of my publishing certificate at NYU tonight.

The instructor, a literary agent at a boutique firm here in New York City, was describing some of the ways authors have promoted their books above-and-beyond their publisher’s efforts.

press playEric Devine gets my vote for most creative.

His young adult novel Press Play is being published in October.  It tells the story of a high school student who accidentally captures footage of the violent hazing practices of the lacrosse team while filming his documentary film project.

Devine had the idea to create a book trailer — like a movie trailer, but for his book — and display it at the local movie theatre in his home town of Waterford, New York

On an agreed-upon evening, Devine’s book trailer will air multiple times before the movies, inviting viewers to purchase Press Play at the mall bookstore where the cinema is located.

I think this is inspired.

A film features prominently in the book, and Devine is using the movies to promote it.  He’ll probably get local publicity for this unique angle, too.

I wish I could go watch!

 

Overbooked

I was very excited to attend today BookCon at Javits Center, the publishing conference for us non-industry folk.

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The organizers had put together a great schedule of panel discussions, author appearances and book signings, and had even created a designated BookCon show floor separate from the BEA Expo, the industry event that has been going on all week.

But then they oversold it. A lot, a lot.

There were so many people trying to get into the show that security had to limit the people who could enter each half hour.  People (like me) missed events because they weren’t allowed in due to traffic congestion.

bookconOnce I finally was inside, every session I wanted to attend was either already over, closed to additional participants, or had a two-hour line that snaked around Javits and back.

The feed on the BookCon app was filled with derogatory comments from disappointed fans, many of whom had traveled hours to attend.  I realized fairly quickly that we had all been ‘conned’ and left.

Manhattan was right outside, and can be fairly entertaining.

 

The book box

There is a box of books in the back of my closet.  I pull them out when I’m feeling nostalgic, or need a quick, lunch time read —

My mom’s old Harlequin romance novels by Janet Dailey.

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I read them over and over when I was younger…can still quote some of them even today.  That’s why I could never give them away.

I read that Janet Dailey died earlier this week at age 69 following complications from heart surgery.  It’s the end of an era for romance publishing.

Time to pull out the box.  Her words will live forever.

Book sense

Do you ISBN?

If yes, it will cost you.

A friend has a book close to publication, and today she purchased her ISBN — International Standard Book Number — that you see pictured above. This 13-digit number identifies the author, title, edition and format being printed. Publishers, booksellers, and libraries use it for ordering, listing, sales records and inventory control.

That’s all fine and dandy.

But having writers pay for the identifying number assigned to their book would be like me having to pay for my Social Security number.  Or the passwords I use to access the many accounts in my life.  Or the name tag they give me at ComicCon.

Wait.  I guess I essentially do pay for all those things.

Sorry, Tina.  I tried.

Audience first

A former colleague announced today on Facebook this he has created a book of his tweets.

He uses the app that posts the identical status update to Facebook and Twitter.  They are usually sentence fragments with hashtags and links to related content — very Twitter-friendly, but I’m not sure how they will translate to the printed page.  Will they be as rich in meaning outside of their original Internet home?

I find those tweets jarring even on Facebook, where hashtags have no relevance, since they are meant to help Twitter users find related content easily.

It all goes back to putting your audience first when you write….and I would argue that posting the same status update to Facebook and Twitter doesn’t.  I know everyone who follows me on Facebook; I certainly can’t say that about Twitter, so I treat the two audiences differently.

And if I were going to write a book based on my Facebook status updates or Twitter posts, I would use them simply as inspiration.  The medium is different, so I think you should use different language.

Let’s face it — my reader can’t click a link or follow a hashtag in a book.  And if they are nice enough to read my stuff, I certainly won’t bother them with ’em.

Lower still

Oh, the tabloid media.  They’ll do just about anything to sell magazines.

Just ask Tiger Woods.

And now the more legitimate press is getting in on the action…if you want to include Vanity Fair under that umbrella.

TMZ.com and ‘Access Hollywood’ may have brought us photos of Tiger’s crashed car and collected the names of his ever-growing stable of mistresses, but Vanity Fair ‘got the get’ we’ve all been waiting for —

Tiger’s naked chest.

True, it’s not a photo related to the scandal.  (I don’t think anyone got a shot of his bloodied lip following the car crash, gosh darn it.)  And the Vanity Fair photo spread was snapped long before any of this ugliness took place.  But at least it was taken by celebrity photographer Annie Leibovitz, which means the photos are excellent, even if they aren’t really pertinent.

But Vanity Fair is going to make them seem that way.

The article itself?  Pure conjecture.  An interesting comparison between Tiger’s handling of the scandal and George Clooney’s character in the movie “Up in the Air.”  But no interview with Tiger.  No new details about the situation or his future on the tour.

Vanity Fair, you’ve done the tabloids proud.

Puparazzi

I read all the celebrity rags — and I certainly hope they read me — because today I am throwing a HUGE scoop their way.

It’s not an actual story, but it is the must-have tool to getting those major headlines they so highly covet.

It’s a dog.

I have discovered that, if Rory is with me, or if I am discussing him with another dog owner, they are willing to spill all kinds of personal information at the drop of the hat.  I don’t have to ask; I don’t have to care; I don’t even have to want to know.

It just pours out of them.  It’s like they have no control.

Take this morning, for instance.  My dog Rory and I were returning from our morning walk in Central Park with my sister who is visiting from Oregon.  We stopped to chat on the street with a woman who was walking her maltese/poodle mix puppy.

The conversation began innocently enough — what kind of dogs, how old, names, etc.  And then it started. Her former dog was a poodle who lived to be 17 years old…before it drowned in her pool…and she’s living with the guilt.

Oh. My. God.  Who tells that kind of story…to anyone, let alone a total stranger on the street??

Or there’s the lady on the airplane who, when we were swapping dog owner stories mid-flight, suddenly asked for my advice on the best time to dump her live-in boyfriend — before or after the holidays?

(Perhaps crate training gives me a unique perspective.)

Celebrity press, take note.  Paparazzi, paws to consider.  Reporters with dogs on leash will get far juicer stories from the famous people you ‘hound’ on a daily basis.

Woof.