Books read in 2026

Apr. 11th, 2026 04:57 pm
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16  *Crystal Dragon (Liaden Universe® #10), Sharon Lee & Steve Miller
15  *Crystal Soldier (Liaden Universe® #9), Sharon Lee & Steve Miller
14  Seeking Persephone (Lancaster Family #1), Sarah M. Eden (e)
13   Theo of Golden, Allen Levi (e) book club
12  *Balance of Trade (Liaden Universe® #8), Sharon Lee & Steve Miller
11  *Scout's Progress (Liaden Universe® #6), Sharon Lee & Steve Miller**
10  *Local Custom, (Liaden Universe® #5), Sharon Lee & Steve Miller**
9   *I Dare (Liaden Universe® #7), Sharon Lee & Steve Miller**
8   Cuckoo's Egg, C J Cherryh, (audio first time)
7   *Plan B, (Liaden Universe® #4), Sharon Lee & Steve Miller
6   Getting Rid of Bradley, Jennifer Crusie (audio first time)
5   *Carpe Diem (Liaden Universe® #3), Sharon Lee & Steve Miller
4   *Conflict of Honors (Liaden Universe® #2), Sharon Lee & Steve    Miller
3   *Agent of Change (Liaden Universe® #1), Sharon Lee & Steve                 Miller
2   A Gentleman in Possession of Secrets (Lord Julian #10), Grace             Burrowes (e)
1   Spilling the Tea in Gretna Green, Linzi Day (e)

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*I'm doing a straight-through series read in publication order

**I screwed up and moved right on to I Dare from Plan B, therefore deviating from publication order.  I will now amend myself and go back to pick up Local Custom.


Friday wrap-up

Apr. 10th, 2026 07:04 pm
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". . . while the Tree cheered rain-lash and lightning."

I'm not going to remember which convention it was -- aside it was a southern con -- standing in the Dealer's Room, describing this scene to Stephe Pagel, and being so very pleased with it. Stephe perhaps more befuddled than pleased, but he Lacked Context.

Also? The black dragon's last flight . . . those kids (in their mid-50s at the time) could write a sentence or two. Yeah. Wow.

The cats are informing me that it's Happy Hour, which it isn't quite, yet. OTOH, a glass of wine would be welcome to the bartender, so Happy Hour it is.

Everybody stay safe. I'll check in tomorrow.


The Big Idea: Eleanor Lerman

Apr. 10th, 2026 08:42 pm
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Posted by Athena Scalzi

Pets are more than just roommates we feed and scoop poop for, they’re often a source of emotional support and comfort in our complicated, lengthy lives. Author Eleanor Lerman explores the bond between furry friends and humans in her newest collection of short stories, King the Wonder Dog and Other Stories. Whether your cat is in your lap or on your keyboard, give them a pet as you read along in the Big Idea.

ELEANOR LERMAN:

Having just completed a book of poetry in which much of the work examined the concept of grief about a lost parent (and offered the idea that even Godzilla might be lonely for his mother), I was thinking about what I might write next when I saw a tv commercial that featured a group of older women. They were all beautifully dressed, had expensive haircuts that made gray hair seem like a lifestyle choice, and were laughing their way through a meal on the outdoor terrace of a restaurant. I won’t mention the product being advertised, but they discussed how happy their all were to be using it and to have the love and support of their charming older women friends, who used it too. This is one version of aging in our culture: cheerful, financially secure, medically safeguarded, and surrounded by supportive friends. In this version, the body cooperates, the future is manageable, and loneliness is nowhere in sight.

That’s one way older women—and men—are portrayed in our culture: happy as the proverbial clam and aging with painless bodies and lots of money to pay for the medical care they will likely never need. In literary fiction, however, aging men and women are often depicted in a very different setting: traveling alone through a grim country, with broken hearts and aching bodies until we leave them at the end of their stories hoping—though not entirely believing—that we will avoid such a fate ourselves.

So, what I decided to do in King the Wonder Dog and Other Stories, was to explore what is perhaps a middle ground by writing about both women and men living alone who are growing older and are confounded by what is happening to them. They still feel like their younger selves but are aware that their bodies are changing, that the possibility of once again finding love in their lives is unlikely and that loneliness has begun to haunt them like an aging ghost.

Having had pets in my life for many years—and being aware that animals, too, can feel loneliness and fear—I paired each man and woman in my stories with a lonely dog or cat and tried to work out how that relationship would ease the sadness in both their lives. One memory I drew on was how, when I was young and living alone, I had a little cat that someone had found in the street and gave to me. I had never had a pet before (other than a parakeet, which didn’t give me much to go on) and this little cat was very shy, so I didn’t quite know how to relate to her. But somehow, bit by bit, she cozied up to me, and when I was writing, she was always with me, sitting on my lap or on my feet.

I have no idea how animals conceptualize themselves and their lives, but I do know they have feelings and I hope that for the eighteen years she and I lived together, my cat felt safe and cared for. And still, today, I sometimes think about the unlikely sequence of events that brought us together: how a random person found a tiny kitten, all alone, crouched behind a garbage can, and how that random person was sort of friends with a sort of friend of mine who happened to tell me about the kitten and asked if I knew anyone who would take her and I said yes: me. I don’t know why I said yes, but I’m glad I did. Her name, by the way, was simply Gray Cat, which probably shows how unsure I was about whether I would be able to care for her well enough to at least keep her alive.

After that, I was never without a cat or dog, and now I usually have both. The little dog I have now is a sweet, happy friend who seems not to have a care in the world, but I often see her sitting on the back of my couch, staring out the window at the ocean not far beyond my window and I wonder what she thinks about what she sees. What is that vast, shifting landscape to her? And who am I? A friend who pets her and feeds her and gives her those wonderful treats she loves? Maybe she was frightened when she was separated from her mother but otherwise, I think she is having a happy life—at least I hope so. And sometimes when I walk her, I think about what will happen when she’s no longer with me and I’m even older than I am now. Could I get another dog? I have painful issues with my back that sometimes make it hard for me to walk and I certainly can’t walk any great distance—could I maybe get a dog that doesn’t need to walk too far or somehow shares my disability?

All these thoughts have gone into the stories in King the Wonder Dog, in which men and women are growing older, have illnesses, are frightened by how lonely they feel, and in one way or another—and often to their surprise—are able to bond with a dog or cat who is also in a tenuous situation. And through that bond, the people and the animals find at least a little bit of happiness in their lives, a little bit of the shared comfort that arises from one creature caring for another. I hope those who read the book will feel some of that comfort, too.


King the Wonder Dog and Other Stories: Amazon|Barnes & Noble|Books-A-Million|Bookshop

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Friday, and the adventures thereof

Apr. 10th, 2026 01:29 pm
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Friday. Sunny and warm. All of the windows and the new sliders in Steve's office are open.

I was very sluggard rising from my nest this morning, ate a lettuce, cheese, and tomato sandwich on whole wheat bread for breakfast. Went down to The! Studio! set up my grinder and ground me some glass, though not, I note, ALL the glass. I was a grownup about this, and set a timer for an hour. Sadly, some of my time was used up by having to reset the fuse I blew when I turned the grinder on. Apparently the former workshop, where there was Honest to Ghu equipment still on the benches when we toured, pre-purchase, can't handle two electric radiators, two lights and a grinder. This may be a problem if I need to grind in the winter. We shall see.

After glass, I changed out the cat boxes, vacuumed the basement, took a nice, relaxing shower, and came out to find that FedEx has delivered my tea -- someplace else. The amusing thing about this is that when you got to FedEx and tell them that they misdelivered the package? The advice is to tell the seller. Because the seller had Nothing to do with putting the package on what looks to be a pallet on roller skates someplace that isn't here.

I did write to Upton, in hopes of either my money back, which would be said, as I really actually wanted the tea, or if they can unbend enough to send by an alternate carrier -- UPS and the post office can find this house just fine -- another shipment. We shall see.

Lunch, which I will begin to reheat as soon as I finish this letter to the Internets, will be leftover stir-fry. After, I fully intend to find a chair in a window and finish reading Crystal Dragon. My goodness, does Rool Tiazan have a way with a ley line.

How's everybody doing today?


A Whole Lotta Tussle Goin’ On

Apr. 10th, 2026 02:45 pm
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Posted by John Scalzi

For a time there Smudge was our only boy cat and that meant that he wasn’t able to indulge in one of his favorite pastimes, which was tusslin’. He’d tussle with Zeus, our other male tuxedo (just as Zeus would tussle with Lopsided Cat, our previous male cat), but when Zeus passed on he no longer had a tusslin’ partner. Sugar and Spice were simply Not Having It, as far as tussles went. Smudge would tussle a bit with Charlie, but Charlie is a dog and roughly eight times the mass. It was an asymmetrical sort of tussle, and those are not as fun.

The good news for Smudge is now Saja is here, and Saja loves him a tussle or two. Or three! Or five! We will frequently find the two of them smacking each other about for fun and exercise. The two seem genuinely happy to wrestle on the carpet or otherwise pounce on the other for a couple of minutes. Sugar and Spice are still having none of it from either of them, so this is the best solution for both. And as an observer and appreciator of brief moments of domestic chaos, it’s nice to have the occasional tussle back in the house. Here’s hoping both of them have a long and happy time to tussle together.

— JS

Big Brown Truck delivers

Apr. 9th, 2026 07:06 pm
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A few minutes ago, a Big Brown Truck arrived in the driveway and offloaded a box of shiny, brand-new Liaden Universe Constellation Volume 6.

Proof of books:

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Despite a general feeling that I've been wandering around aimlessly for the last two days, I note that Steve's office has been cleared of the Detritus of Creativity, surfaces dusted and rugs vacuumed.

This, mine own, desk sports two small, tidy piles to be dealt with in an on-going fashion. I need to fill out my To-Do pad for next week, but otherwise?
We're good.

I think that tomorrow I will go visit My! Studio! reintroduce myself to my project and set up the grinder. That sounds like a good use of my time.

Everybody have a good evening. Stay safe.

I'll check in tomorrow.


The Big Idea: Justin Feinstein

Apr. 9th, 2026 10:17 pm
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Posted by Athena Scalzi

What are stories but information laid out before the reader? What if that information was conveyed through multi-media formats and told through emails, newsletters, and other digital means of communication? Author Justin Feinstein has brought us something truly unique in his new novel, Your Behavior Will Be Monitored. See how he twists traditional storytelling methods in his Big Idea.

JUSTIN FEINSTEIN:

I didn’t set out to write a novel told through “found” digital files; it happened organically.

My debut novel, Your Behavior Will Be Monitored is comprised of chat transcripts, emails, TED Talks, error messages, and other digital detritus from a near-future AI company. But it wasn’t the result of some grand epistolary vision – I just started writing a chat between an aging, jaded copywriter (i.e., me) and a hyper-intelligent bot he had been hired to teach the nuances of advertising. I didn’t even know what I was writing, maybe a script?

As the dialogue evolved beyond consumer motivation and taglines, and into larger issues like sentience and purpose, I realized I had a larger story on my hands. Other characters (both human and bot) emerged, as well as other file formats. Every time I added a new element, it would offer its own unique opportunities for character and plot development.

For many months I toggled between writing and tinkering with a posterboard covered with Post-it notes, color-coded for different file types. The modularity of the format lent itself well to this process, which is a normal step for screenwriters and one that, as I learned, can provide much structural value to a novelist. It also helped keep me engaged on days that the blank page felt too daunting. I’d move a note from here to there, or add a new one and notice how it would affect the story. Even in revision, long after I’d dismantled the posterboard, I was still shuffling sections around to play with the chronology and build tension or sustain momentum.

It’s worth noting that while Your Behavior Will Be Monitored is my debut novel, I’ve written both another novel and a memoir, neither of which I was able to sell. For those books, I just started writing and kept going until they were done. So, both the process of writing this book and the format itself were foreign to me, and a big departure from how I’d worked in the past (and seemingly an improvement).

As a result of this newfound process, I became hyper aware of the order of information, its consequences for characters, and how it could guide the reader. For example, a mundane error message might not hold much weight early in a story, but the same error message in a later spot could bring significant narrative impact, due to the built-up context.

It was also fun to explore the tonal potential of these different formats. As anyone who has ever worked for a large corporation knows, company-wide emails are often saturated with an everything-is-fine and nothing-bad-is-happening perkiness that borders on the maniacal. Writing them made the company in my novel, Uniview (“The most trusted name in AI”), feel like a character itself. Since the story is linear, I was able to use weekly all-company emails (aka, The Weekly View) as a summation of what was happening, or at least the way UniView wanted to “spin” it. This added a layer of depth to the narrative, since both company employees and readers of the book knew the reality behind the spin.

Once I had a draft that I felt good about, I shared it with my wife, Julia Fierro (founder and director of the Sackett Street Writers’ Workshop, and a damn good editor). I was hoping for some validation and slightly worried that I had created a Beautiful Mind-esque monster that only made sense to me. Fortunately, Julia was impressed and in awe that I had managed to write a book with no exposition or character interiority (i.e., thoughts) – a fact I was somehow only loosely aware of. It wasn’t that I had intentionally avoided it, just that it didn’t fit within the structure I had stumbled into.

That said, I did leverage little tricks to provide context where needed. If a character was entering a physical environment for the first time, they could comment on it or interact with it – like how the copywriter in my book, Noah, bumps his head when getting in a car and jokes about his lankiness, or how he later notes that the AI lab looks like a Swedish furniture showroom. He also has a call early on with his therapist, which is a helpful narrative vehicle for getting to the heart of a character’s fears and desires.

But Julia’s main note for me was that the video surveillance “scenes” in the book felt flat with only dialogue and made them nearly identical to the MP3s/audio recordings. It was a great note, and one I sat with for a while. She was right, but breaking the structure and format of the book for only one file type (i.e., by adding descriptions of what was happening) just felt wrong.

Eventually I landed on not just a solution, but what would become a key component of the book. The head of HR at UniView is a bot, Lex, who handles nearly all aspects of the employees’ lives, well beyond their work. The company champions a symbiotic relationship in which its bots monitor all aspects of employee behavior (hence the book’s title) and tailor their AI offerings accordingly. So, I was able to pepper the video scenes with “behavioral notes” from Lex, which served the double duty of describing gesture and movement in scenes, while simultaneously characterizing her through reactions and commentary. And even though she “doesn’t make mistakes,” the few moments where she struggles to interpret sarcasm or nuanced behavior are some of my favorite in the book.

I don’t know that I’ll ever write a solely digital file-based book like Your Behavior Will Be Monitored again, although I’ll probably keep working with mixed media/epistolary formats. But I can say that playing with Post-it notes is officially part of my process now.


Your Behavior Will Be Monitored: Amazon|Barnes & Noble|Bookshop|Powell’s|Village Well

Author socials: Website|Bluesky|Instagram

Dilly-Dallying In Denver: Day 2

Apr. 9th, 2026 02:12 pm
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Posted by Athena Scalzi

I am someone who wakes up multiple times throughout the night. I always just flip over and go right back to sleep, but I definitely wake up fairly often. On my first morning of being in Denver, I was sleeping on my friend’s couch when I happened to wake up at seven on the dot. I was pretty comfortable, so I almost didn’t flip over at all, but at the last minute I decided I’d be slightly more comfortable if I flipped. So I did, and in doing so I faced the windows instead of facing the apartment. When I tell you I was beholding the single most beautiful sunrise I had ever seen in my life, trust that I mean it.

Radiant pink and bursting gold, the snowy mountains in the distance, and the sun steadily rising, casting light onto the city before me. It was truly a sight, and I stayed up for fifteen minutes to watch the sunrise unfold and transform, until it was finally over and the magnificent colors subsided. I thought about taking a photo, but I decided I just wanted to experience it in the moment and really soak it in just for myself.

After a glorious start to the morning (and going back to sleep for a while), Alex and I started our day off right with a quick stop at The Sen Tea House to pick up some matcha (we are matcha fiends if you couldn’t tell). The Sen Tea House had so many different options for their matchas in terms of sweetness, flavors, and milks, and they have non-matcha drinks, too, so there’s really a drink for every type of preference.

I almost didn’t even get a matcha because I was so enticed by the coconut Vietnamese coffee, but my friend highly recommended their matcha, so I ended up getting the ube matcha, which is listed on their menu as their most popular item. If you look at their online menu, Alex’s drink isn’t on there because it was like a weekly special or seasonal special, but they got the banana cream matcha. And here they are!

Two plastic 16oz cups, each filled with iced matcha. One has purple ube cream on top and the other has a pale yellow banana cream on top. Both have a huge portion of milk in the bottom of the cup, because this was prior to us mixing our drinks up a bit.

I was very pleased with the generous portion of cream on top, as these were $7.75 each. We obviously mixed these up a little bit more before drinking them, but I wanted to take a picture before mixing because I knew that mixing purple and green together would make a very unappetizing brown/grey color. And it did! But trust, it was delicious. It had tons of sweet ube flavor while still having some earthy matcha flavor, and was super creamy. Alex’s banana one tasted wildly fresh, like not artificial-y banana at all. It tasted so healthy like as if you made a fruit smoothie with a banana in it. It was definitely less sweet than mine, but Alex really enjoyed it. I am definitely glad I picked the ube, I can’t get enough ube in my life.

Later in the day, we were off to a highly anticipated spot called Mecha Noodle Bar.

A large black building with orange lettering on the front that reads

This ramen restaurant is fun, fresh, and casual, but also nice enough that you can come in and sit at the bar with a date and have awesome cocktails. I didn’t know at the time, but Mecha actually has a few other locations, though all the other ones are in the Northeast, predominately Connecticut and Massachusetts. How they got all the way out to Denver, I’m not entirely sure. But I’m glad they did, because Alex and I absolutely loved Mecha.

We were originally here for their Restaurant Week offerings, but it turned out that we were there during their happy hour, as well. We decided to double down and get the Restaurant Week menu and order off the happy hour menu, just to keep things exciting.

But of course, I had to start out with a bev:

A clear, tall, tiki glass with orange liquid and a blue bendy straw.

This is their mango sticky rice cocktail, with cachaça, pandan liqueur, coconut, mango, tea syrup, and lemon. Mango sticky rice is one of my favorite desserts in the world, so this cocktail sounded right up my alley. Whoever made it definitely made it kind of strong, but so much of the delicious tropical flavors really came through and I loved the level of sweetness in this drink. It wasn’t too heavy or too dessert-y. Much like the actual dessert it’s named for. Light and refreshing, with intense mango flavor. This drink was $15, but there was a lot of liquid to work through there, so can’t be too mad.

Here was the pre-fixe menu for only $25:

The pre-fixe menu for Mecha Noodle, listing your choices for your first course, second course, and then listing the one and only option for dessert.

Though I love some good edamame and those green beans sounded downright delish, I opted for the shiitake bao, and Alex got the chicken bao. Here’s mine:

A single bao filled with what appears to be only cucumbers on a red, ornately decorated plate.

If it looks like my bao is 200% cucumber, fear not, I got a better shot of the filling:

A look inside the bao, revealing it's not all cucumber, there's actually mushroom, green onion, and sauce.

As you can see, there is actually mushroom, scallions, hoisin, and Kewpie mayo in there. I really enjoyed this bao. The bun was soft and pillowy, the cucumber was crisp and fresh, and the mushroom was a perfectly acceptable size. Alex really liked their chicken one, too.

Before we dove into our second course, we got our happy hour snacks. Alex got the firecracker wings:

A platter of large, breaded wings alongside a wedge of lime and two sauce containers holding a creamy sauce.

These bad boys do not mess around, with their Sichuan peppercorn, Korean chili, tamarind, and togarashi seasoning alongside their lime leaf ranch. My friend offered a wing to me to try, but these suckers packed a kick. Even with the ranch, I couldn’t manage a second bite. These wings are an absolute powerhouse of flavor, and have definitely earned their name of “firecrackers.” While this platter is usually $16, the happy hour price was only $8.

I went for the spare ribs:

A shallow white bowl full of ribs covered in a dark brown glaze, topped with sesame seeds and fresh greens.

I don’t normally eat ribs in public, as they’re very messy and I dare not risk looking goofy, but when it came to these ribs, I no longer cared. They were so good. Too good. Quite possibly the best ribs I’ve ever had, even. Incredibly tender, luscious, fall-right-off-the-bone ribs with a bold, savory, but slightly sweet, sticky sauce that left me questioning why I haven’t had more ribs in my life. Though these were originally $18, the happy hour price was an unbeatable $9. Under ten dollars for these truly delectable ribs was wild, but I was totally here for it.

Finally, our main courses. With the price of the menu being only $25, I had assumed that the main courses would be mini versions of their actual entrees. Like a half portion of their ramen or something along those lines. However, I was pleasantly surprised to discover you get the full portion, which is absolutely wild because a bowl of their noodles costs almost as much as the pre-fixe menu.

Alex got the mala stir-fry:

A big bowl of noodles with peanuts, cilantro, and sauce.

Wide, flat rice noodles, topped with a cumin-Sichuan-peanut sauce, actual peanuts, and cilantro, with spicy brisket lurking just beneath the surface. This dish was also way too spicy for me, but Alex absolutely loved it. I did think the rice noodles were interesting, at least, plus the fresh cilantro is always a plus.

I was a little basic and got the shoyu paitan:

A big red bowl full of ramen. A big chunk of chicken, noodles, corn, scallions, soft boiled egg, and seaweed.

I really love black garlic, especially in ramen, so that’s what led me to pick this chicken ramen. It came with half a soft-boiled egg, some nori, scallions, bamboo, and I added the corn. I am always in the mood for ramen, and this ramen definitely delivered on curbing my ramen craving. I wouldn’t say it was a life-changing bowl of noodles, but it was pretty good and I have no real complaints about it. I liked the egg.

After acquiring many boxes, it was time for dessert:

Two mason jars full of purple pudding and topped with a vanilla wafer.

Oh my god, more ube! I was thrilled to see this beautiful purple pudding concoction. This was “Bonnie’s Banana Pudding,” with ube, vanilla pudding, bananas, and vanilla wafers. I know the mason jars don’t look like very big vessels, but this was absolutely a generous portion size. Like it took some serious work to get through these jars of pudding, but every bite was amazing. The ube flavor worked wonderfully with the vanilla, and the banana wasn’t artificial tasting at all. It was like we were drinking our matchas from that morning all over again!

The pudding was so creamy and had a great mouthfeel, and I almost felt sad when my spoon finally scraped the glass bottom of the jar. I could eat this dessert pretty much every single day.

For one cocktail, two restaurant week menus, a platter of wings and a platter of ribs, we were looking at a cool and breezy $82 before tip. What a steal. I was thoroughly impressed with their happy hour options, plus how good everything was (even if two of the dishes were too spicy for me). Not to mention our waitress was extremely friendly and attentive!

Mecha Noodle Bar really exceeded my expectations and was a great time, I highly recommend checking them out.

After heading back to Alex’s apartment and hanging with some of their apartment friends and checking out a little event happening in the lobby, we went back out to get some drinks to end the night. We walked down the street to Barcelona Wine Bar, an upscale tapas restaurant with tons of wines, beers, and some unique cocktails.

We sat at the bar, which was a beautiful marble with nice, dim lighting that made the place feel elevated yet somewhat cozy. The first drink I chose was actually one of their mocktails, but I asked for a spirit of the bartender’s choice in it. This is the “Tea Time”:

A coupe glass filled with a dark pink liquid with a lighter pink foam on top, plus a mint leaf resting on top. The glass sits atop a black and white marble bar top.

Earl grey tea, blueberry shrub, salted honey syrup, aquafaba, and mint. Plus gin! This drink is so pretty, I absolutely love the color and the stark contrast of the mint leaf on top. The aquafaba made for an excellent foam on top of the drink, as well. I adore earl grey as a flavor, as well as blueberry, and unsurprisingly this drink did not disappoint. I think gin was the perfect addition to this fruity yet sophisticated beverage. Specifically a more botanical gin versus a dry gin. I know what kind of gin I’m about and it sure isn’t Tanqueray.

For my second cocktail, I got yet another mocktail… with a spirit added! This is the “Bees & Bays”:

A wine glass filled with pale yellow liquid and ice, with a bay leaf on top.

That lovely salted honey syrup makes its return alongside lime, cardamom bitters, sparkling water, and is topped with a torched bay leaf. Oh, and gin. This cocktail was so light and refreshing, with simple flavors of honey, citrus, and the lovely feeling of bubbles. I loved how cold it was from all the ice.

Though Alex and I were definitely full from our time at Mecha Noodle, we knew we had to at least try some charcuterie:

A small wooden board with three chunks of cheese, some jam, and some cured meat.

We both knew we wanted drunken goat on the board for sure, but our other picks came to mind much slower. We ended up getting tetilla, a semi-soft cow’s milk cheese, and a third cheese I don’t remember. I know, I know, I had one job! But at least I remembered that the meat is speck! Or… was it serrano? No, no, definitely speck. Probably. And don’t ask me about the jam.

For my final beverage of the evening before walking the couple blocks back to Alex’s apartment, we have the Gin & Jus:

A short glass with pale yellow liquid and ice.

Gin, lime, pink peppercorn, ginger, and green grape. I like all of those things! They were good together. I think I didn’t taste this one as much as I did the previous two. I did like it, though.

Alex had a glass of Moscato, so I didn’t bother taking a picture. I’m very sorry to anyone who wanted to see a glass of white wine.

When we got back, we called it an early night (not too early) so we would feel rested and ready to go for my third day. Stick around to see what whacky beverages I consume next!

Have you been to any of Mecha Noodle Bar’s locations before? Do you like ube? How do you feel about gin? Let me know in the comments, and have a great day!

-AMS

Absent Friend

Apr. 8th, 2026 08:30 pm
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Ending the day on a sad note. My friend eluki, who wrote many things under many different names, among them eluki bes shahar, Rosemary Edghill, and James Mallory, died yesterday of sepsis. This news coming to me from eluki's wife.

Aside Steve, eluki is the writer I've known the longest. She was a remarkable person -- brilliant and difficult, which can be said of many of us. She taught me more about writing than anyone else, again, save Steve.

We dedicated Crystal Soldier to eluki's character, Butterflies-are-Free-Peace-Sincere.

eluki and I had grown apart after her move to the opposite coast, but I'm going to miss her, so much.

Please share this, so we can hopefully catch everyone who ought to know.


The Big Idea: Corry L. Lee

Apr. 8th, 2026 10:22 pm
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Posted by Athena Scalzi

Endings are called endings because things end there… but then what? What goes on beyond “the end”? Corry L. Lee is thinking about that very thought, and in this Big Idea for Imbue the Sky, offers some insight.

CORRY L. LEE:

The end of many stories is the Big Bad’s defeat. But is that really the end? If, say, someone had killed Hitler before WWII, would everything have been fine? What about his cronies, his generals, everyone invested in the fascist machine?

In Imbue the Sky, I wanted to explore what happens after the resistance succeeds. The dictator’s dead (hurray!)… but, left behind, is a power vacuum and loads of oppressive systems. In the Bourshkanya Trilogy, the (now-dead) Supreme General has two likely heirs: his sadistic eldest son, groomed for the role and supported by the brutal State police; and his more reasonable daughter, a mage and politician struggling with the State’s “might makes right” mentality. Then there’s the resistance, scrappy and small, with radical ideas of power to the people.

Add in our heroes who, together, assassinated the “unkillable” Supreme General, but now find themselves on opposing sides of a three-way civil war.

Through outlines and early drafts, I worked out the civil war’s progression and how I wanted it to end. But time and again, something wasn’t working. The problem was one of scope.

Most fantasy series, The Bourshkanya Trilogy included, grow in scope from one book to the next. This series began with intimate character, relationship, and magic growth inside the physical confines of a travelling circus (Book 1, Weave the Lightning), grew to working undercover for the resistance within the fascist state’s magical military (Book 2, The Storm’s Betrayal), before becoming nation-spanning in Book 3 (Imbue the Sky) with its civil war. Romances and friendships have shattered, and hundreds of kilometers separate our protagonists. 

The spark in the first two books came from the personal struggles, the push-and-pull of relationships, the tug between characters who cared deeply but wanted different things. How could I hold onto that heart while landing a satisfying ending with revolutionary scope?

I will claim that my answer to this is my Big Idea but, in reality, it was my Big Struggle.

To figure it out, I returned to the core of my original story: two people on different sides of the fascist state. The question of how a person frees themself from fascism fascinated me when I started drafting this series, and it has only become more relevant. In the real world, political rhetoric has become more polarized and aggressive, overflowing with intolerance and hate. 

And I wondered: how do we come back from hatred? Can we make mistakes and still be good? How many of our actions are shaped by our environment, and how can we turn toward forgiveness, understanding, and hope?

With this, Imbue the Sky’s Big Idea began to gel. The core of this story was not its battles or its epic magic (though those would remain, because fight scenes!!!). The heart of this story was characters fighting back toward their best selves—while raising arms against injustice. For some, the fight became about holding onto their light in the face of war’s brutality. For others, it involved realizing how their choices had broken relationships and figuring out how to (try and) mend them. Still others needed to soften their staunch convictions and accept that decisions are not always clear-cut; that sometimes, only by embracing an uncomfortable gray middle ground, can we nurture true growth.

In these questions, I found the end of the series. Not the culmination of the civil war’s battles (though that, too). Not (just) the weaving together of disparate aspects of the magic system into one explosive finale. But the weaving together of lives

The relationships at the end of this series have all shifted dramatically. Not all mistakes can be walked back, not all burned bridges rebuilt. But by looking critically at our choices and the paths they’ve started us down, by being vulnerable and admitting our mistakes, we have a chance to shift the course of history. 

It takes great strength to face your fears and reach for hope; to risk pain and be vulnerable; to risk failure and strive for a better world. In Imbue the Sky, the personal is political. The story doesn’t end when the dictator dies. In a way, it’s only the beginning.


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Books read in 2026

Apr. 8th, 2026 03:00 pm
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15  *Crystal Soldier (Liaden Universe® #9), Sharon Lee & Steve Miller
14  Seeking Persephone (Lancaster Family #1), Sarah M. Eden (e)
13   Theo of Golden, Allen Levi (e) book club
12  *Balance of Trade (Liaden Universe® #8), Sharon Lee & Steve Miller
11  *Scout's Progress (Liaden Universe® #6), Sharon Lee & Steve Miller**
10  *Local Custom, (Liaden Universe® #5), Sharon Lee & Steve Miller**
9   *I Dare (Liaden Universe® #7), Sharon Lee & Steve Miller**
8   Cuckoo's Egg, C J Cherryh, (audio first time)
7   *Plan B, (Liaden Universe® #4), Sharon Lee & Steve Miller
6   Getting Rid of Bradley, Jennifer Crusie (audio first time)
5   *Carpe Diem (Liaden Universe® #3), Sharon Lee & Steve Miller
4   *Conflict of Honors (Liaden Universe® #2), Sharon Lee & Steve    Miller
3   *Agent of Change (Liaden Universe® #1), Sharon Lee & Steve                 Miller
2   A Gentleman in Possession of Secrets (Lord Julian #10), Grace             Burrowes (e)
1   Spilling the Tea in Gretna Green, Linzi Day (e)

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*I'm doing a straight-through series read in publication order

**I screwed up and moved right on to I Dare from Plan B, therefore deviating from publication order.  I will now amend myself and go back to pick up Local Custom.


Anything can happen day

Apr. 8th, 2026 10:27 am
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. . . came in on the overnight.

Wednesday. Sunny; snow slowly melting out of the trees.

Slow, even very slow, morning. Sat for an hour or more in the window, with Tali, then Firefly, on my lap, trying to decide if it's Me or the World. Or, yanno, both.

Discussed the matter with Tali, and decided, yeah, it's both, and with Firefly's help deleted all of the newsfeeds that come directly into my mail queue (with the exception of the local news, which I need for things like, how long is my road going to be closed to southbound traffic?). I have apps. If I feel like reading the news, I know where to find them.

I also ordered some tea, to top off dwindling supply.

Today is more ordering/straightening. I'm thinking stirfry for lunch.

How's everybody doing this morning?  Firefly really wants to know.

 


Finishing Up the Fey

Apr. 7th, 2026 06:51 pm
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It is, by the way, snowing here in Central Maine.

 

From the mailbag: Why didn't you stop writing?

And the answer to that is -- you know this, surely? -- Steve.

Possibly missing fact: I was lead on the Fey books; Steve was writing the chapter-a-week for Fledgling and then Saltation.

Continuing the story of why I didn't quit writing:

I was in moderate hysterics, having come home from a bad day of secretarying, to find my mailbox full of mail hating on the Fey. Steve had hauled me to the kitchen table, poured the wine and said, "Tell me."

And I told him: I told him that I loved to write but I couldn't take the hate and the screaming and people telling me I was a pervert who wrote bad porn, and how dare I sully their eyes --

And he said. "So, are they bad books? Did you cheat? Did you deliberately write badly?"

And I kinda laughed right there and said, "Honestly? What bugs me the most about the porn comment is that it's bad porn. If I'm gonna write porn, it's going to be the best porn you ever read. And no, I didn't cheat. They were hard -- you know how hard they were -- but I did my best by them."

"OK," said Steve, "so what's bothering you is the hate mail. Don't read it."

"But we always answer mail from our readers."

"Forward it to me. I'll deal with it."

"OK..."

"Anything else?"

"Well . . . I'm afraid I won't be able to write anything, because I'll be afraid of being screamed at."

At this point, I believe the glasses were refreshed.

"We got into this because we wrote for each other," Steve said. "And we said we'd stop, if it wasn't fun any more. If it's not fun any more, tell me. We don't have to do this."

And I said, "Let me think about it."

We finished the bottle, as one does, and a couple days later, I started to write a story for the next SRM chapbook, and forwarded all my reader mail to Steve, who probably had written a script to send them immediately to trash-and-delete, and -- here we are.


Dilly-Dallying In Denver: Day 1

Apr. 7th, 2026 10:26 pm
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Posted by Athena Scalzi

Last month, I went out to Colorado to visit one of my besties from college (Alex) for their birthday. I was out there for a week, and three of those days were spent in Denver, where they were kind enough to host me in their lovely apartment. In those three days, we explored so many different amazing restaurants, cafes, the botanical gardens, and even went into Boulder. I’d like to share the details of my trip with y’all, so buckle in because we are flying first class to Denver, baby!

I flew first class out of Cincinnati through Delta, and every time I fly through Cincinnati, I always try to stop and have a drink and a snack at Vino Volo. I love Vino Volo and if an airport has one, I’m there. I’ve been to the one in Minneapolis, the one in D.C., and I think one in California, maybe their Sacramento location? Anyways, Vino Volo is an airport-exclusive wine bar that has offerings like a charcuterie plate, soups, salads, flatbreads, just some light bites to go along with your wine, beer, or cocktail. So even though it was 10am and my flight was about to board, you know I had to get a little caffeine in me with an espresso martini.

An espresso martini sitting on top of a black cocktail napkin, which sits atop a stainless steel counter/bar. The martini is the color of black coffee with a little bit of the white foam on top, and two espresso beans.

I had a very short layover in Minneapolis, and made it into Denver at about 2pm. I took the train all the way to my friend’s apartment which is literally directly across from the train tracks, and our awesome reunion began. Also, I’ve never taken a train by myself before, I have only had friends in New York help me with the subway, a friend in Portland come with me on the bus system, and friends in Norway help me with the bus while I was very drunk, so public transportation isn’t my forte. It took me so long to figure out where the train was, how to get there, what ticket to buy, and what train to get on. I literally did not know what I was doing but I just hopped on one and hoped it was going the way I needed it to, and it did!

While I was visiting, it was Restaurant Week in Denver. If you’re unfamiliar with it, Restaurant Week (in any given city that participates) is where tons of restaurants in the city will offer a special, pre-fixe menu exclusive to the week, and usually offer it at a hell of a steal. The restaurants participating can offer their menus at four prices, $25, $35, $45, or $55 dollars. This gives people who maybe can’t splurge on a Michelin-star meal a chance to try multiple items for a fraction of the cost.

In our efforts to be culinarily and financially savvy, we also tried to hit specific happy hours. So our first meal in Denver was at Uchi, with an early reservation time of 4 o’clock so we could check out their happy hour menu.

A shot of the outside sign of Uchi, which is a black sign with white letters that read

Uchi is over in the RiNo district, so it’s super close to Denver proper. Uchi is founded by James Beard Award winning chef Tyson Cole, and actually has multiple locations across the US. It is upscale, chic, and incredibly inviting with its warm wood and atmospheric lighting. The servers are friendly, the drinks are delish, and the food is truly next level.

Here’s the happy hour menu:

A single sheet of paper listing the happy hour offerings, and stating that happy hour is from 4-6 every day.

Alex and I knew right off the bat that we wanted to do the omakase. A nine-course tasting menu of chef’s choices. What could be better?

And of course, we needed a fun bevy to go with our meal:

The drink menu! Featuring signature cocktails, mocktails, wine, and beer.

I got a sake that was on the happy hour menu called “Hoyo Sawayaka Summer Breeze” and they brought it to me in an overfilled tasting glass that (intentionally) spilled out into a wooden box that the glass resided in. They said that the overpour is a traditional symbol to represent hospitality and appreciation for the guest. I was told I could pour the glass out into the box and drink out of the box, but I decided to just drink out of the glass and then the box. I wanted the experience but didn’t want all of my drink to be out of the box.

The Summer Breeze sake was quite good! It was a little bit drier than I expected, but it was very light and crisp. I’m glad I tried it.

Alex got the Nikko mocktail, which you will see in a photo further on. Non-alcoholic amaretto, coconut milk, raspberry, and pineapple. This was a deliciously creamy drink that wasn’t overly sweet, but had such a nice tropical flavor to it.

Finally, our first course came:

Four oysters on the half shell, over a small bowl of pebbled ice.

Raw oysters on the half shell! This presentation was beautiful, and two oysters for each of us was the perfect start. These oysters were so fresh, not fishy at all, and made even more fresh by the microgreens on top. Served cold and fresh, just how I like ’em. The oysters are normally five dollars a piece, so this being the first course of a $60 nine course meal was already a good sign.

Up next were these tuna temaki with avocado. Now you can see our bevs, too!

A wooden board with the tuna temaki and dipping sauce on them. Also in the shot is Alex's mocktail, light pink and in a short glass with lots of ice and a pineapple frond. You can also see my sake in the glass/wooden box!

I love a temaki, it’s like sushi in a different font! The simple combo of tuna and avocado with rice and seaweed is a certified classic, absolutely nothing wrong here.

For our third course, we got tempura fried Japanese pumpkin:

Two pieces of tempura fried Japanese pumpkin served on an ovular plate with a dish of dipping sauce.

I truly love tempura fried anything and I especially love when it’s pumpkin. It’s so similar to a sweet potato with it’s slightly sweet and earthy flavor. The tempura on the outside was so perfectly crispy, my friend and I agreed it was delightfully crunchy.

This next course was extra special, because it was actually a birthday gift from the kitchen for my friend:

A beautifully presented dish of bright orange ocean trout, yellow butternut squash puree, dark red beet chips, bright and fresh micro greens on top, all served on a beautiful grey stoneware dish. My friend is holding up the happy birthday sign the restaurant made for her, it is a red fish made of paper with a little star with eyes that says happy birthday!

First, can we appreciate how cute the little happy birthday sign is? Alex kept the paper fish as a keepsake. Anyways, what we have here is raw ocean trout atop a butternut squash puree, topped with beet chips, apple, and microgreens. This was so good. The ocean trout was tender and had a beautiful, non-fishy flavor, the butternut squash puree was a wonderful accompaniment and its smooth texture contrasted the crunchy beet chips and crisp apple perfectly.

Also, who else is loving the dishware here? This plate is excellent.

Back to our regularly scheduled omakase, we have what I’d consider to be the most beautiful dish of the evening:

Four absolutely fat pieces of tuna in ponzu, sitting atop mandarin orange slices, and topped with roe and microgreens. Served in a beautiful small stoneware bowl.

I can’t remember if this was bluefin tuna or yellowtail tuna, but it was definitely tuna and it was dressed with ponzu. The mandarin orange slices accompanying it had all of the white parts removed by hand to avoid that bitter pith flavor, and it is topped with roe (I can’t remember what kind!) and microgreens.

This tuna was so succulent and had a lovely mild flavor, paired with the sweet and juicy mandarin slices and bright ponzu, oh my gosh. This dish was seriously an absolute harmony of flavors, everything worked together so perfectly to create a delectable bite. One of my favorite bites of the evening.

Then we had these crispy rice squares:

A small wooden boarding holding two squares of crispy rice.

If I remember correctly, these were topped with salmon, creme fraiche, and lemon zest. What part of that equation isn’t delicious?! We had yet to have any misses in the dishes.

Next was a course that was cooked fish, much to my surprise. This was their seared walleye:

A small chunk of cooked walleye in a sauce, served in a blue and white bowl.

The walleye was served hot and flaked apart nicely, I do think this was a little bit of a small portion for the two of us to share, but honestly everything else was already such a steal price-wise that a smaller course isn’t the worst thing in the world.

Especially because this next course was HUGE:

A huge slab of pork tonkatsu, fried to a perfect golden brown and topped with apples, served alongside a glossy brown sauce and creamy puree.

This giant pork chop served alongside a truffle soy glaze and apple puree, with granny smiths on top, was truly divine. The truffle flavor in the sauce was prominent but not overwhelming, the apple puree was so smooth and creamy, and the crunchy breading on the outside of the perfectly cooked pork chop was just the right level of golden brown. This was an absolute home run of a dish. And look at that nice bowl!

Finally, it was time for dessert, and as stuffed as we were, we couldn’t wait to dive into this dish:

A shallow white bowl holding ice cream, fried milk balls, chocolate mousse, etc.

Sweet cream gelato, chocolate mousse, and fried milk balls, topped with some sort of cocoa crisp thingy that I can’t even remember! I truly did not know what to expect with fried milk balls, but lordyyy they were so good. Crispy outside, basically sweetened condensed milk on the inside, like a lava cake but with milk. The sweet cream gelato was unbelievably bomb, and this was a showstopper dessert all around.

Oh, also, I ordered a cocktail a couple courses prior to the end, and it never came but I was like, eh that’s okay. But then it ended up being on my bill, so I brought it up to the server and he apologized immediately, took it off my bill and gave me the cocktail on the house!

For sixty dollars a person, this meal was incredible. Fresh flavors, unique combinations, beautiful presentations, good service, and food that I definitely can’t get around Bradford. We loved everything, and this was definitely a great birthday dinner for my friend.

After going back to their apartment and digesting for a bit, we decided we needed a late night matcha, and hit up Milk Tea People just before they closed. Alex highly recommended their matcha to me, so while I did end up getting a strawberry matcha, I couldn’t resist also getting the drink that was truly calling my name: the black sesame jasmine cream.

Three drinks in clear plastic cups, strawberry matcha on the left with layered green and red parts, orange blossom matcha on the right layered with a pale yellow section and a darker green top section, and the black sesame drink in the middle, pale grey and white and creamy.

Alex got the orange blossom matcha on the right there, which was slightly floral and definitely more matcha-y/earthy than some sweeter, creamier matchas end up being. For my strawberry one, it was good but it was much less sweet than I anticipated, with the strawberry portion being more like a tart, fresh strawberry flavor. I actually ended up adding strawberry milk to mine to make it sweeter and creamier.

The black sesame drink was my favorite, though, with very prominent black sesame flavor, nice and sweet, and extra creamy. These drinks were a bit more on the expensive side with each one being nine dollars.

We spent the rest of the evening catching up and spilling tea, and I got plenty of pets in on their cat, Callie:

A stunning smokey grey colored cat with yellow green eyes squinting slightly in the sunlight.

Day one complete and I was definitely beat from traveling, but stay tuned for day two!

Have you been to Denver before? If so, have you been out to Uchi? Don’t forget to follow them on Instagram, and have a great day!

-AMS

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Apr. 7th, 2026 03:53 pm
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The second box that I sent to my Canadian cousin arrived -- and she is thrilled.

I sent two pieces of artwork that I thought should be in the Canadian family somewhere, and a music book that dates back to 1920, "Everybody's Favorite Music", which is arranged to provide musical scoring for 18 instruments at once on each of its many songs. She's going to get it rebound, since the binding is falling apart.

The artworks are two signed, dated original prints, one of a four-masted ship on rocky seas and the other of Canada geese flying over snow under a golden moon. Mom bought the first one back in the 30s, but never remembered from where; the artist's signature is very hard to read. The geese print is by Richard Volpe, and I bought it at a sale at the first small college I attended in the 1970s, got it framed and gave it to her for Christmas. I suspect it's worth a bit more now than the $35 I paid for it.

I'm so glad they made it across the border without trouble.

Crystal Soldier and Fey History

Apr. 7th, 2026 10:08 am
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Tuesday. Sunny and still cool. Trash and recycling are at the curb.

Today is Straighten Up The Office Day followed by an hour with the crafters at the library.

I am reading Crystal Soldier for the first time in 20 years and I am glued to the page. Good Ghod, what a great story! The characters are awesome! The world building is great and so far, at about the halfway point, I have no complaints at all.

I was thinking that I would skip the Crystal books, because so very many people have disliked them. Not nearly as many people as disliked the Fey Duology, and not approaching the level of vitriol, but still -- a lot of people really, really disliked these books, and they were not shy of saying so.

I go on record now as saying the critics are wrong.

Firefly is being keeping very close, and is taking every opportunity to climb on my lap to purr and knead and head butt. Her tail is back to normal, and I?

Need to go find breakfast.

How's everybody doing today?
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A Brief History of the Fey Duology

Back in the early 2000s, Steve and I were writing Liaden books for Meisha Merlin and having a pretty good time, except that our paychecks were getting more irregular than we liked. We talked to our agent, who shared the Industry Wisdom that most writers did not put all of their eggs into one literary basket, but branched out, starting one, or even two, other series, under a (or several) pen names. They key was not to compete with yourself, because the intention of the secondary line was to smooth out the cashflow, not to supplant the primary work.

So, we brainstormed, we three, and we came up with an idea that was Nothing At All like Liad (saving a Regency-like setting for the human settlers), a Deeply Dark SF-grounded Fantasy which would be marketed under a pseudonym.

It was a good plan, and it might even have worked.

Except Other Events Overtook Meisha Merlin, and we were not only out of a job, but we were out a $ignificant amount of Back Royalties Owed. The sequel to The Tomorrow Log was a victim of this cataclysm. Fledgling-on-the-web was a benefit. Sharon re-entered the mundane world and took up the melant'i of departmental secretary at the local Little Ivy.

For a Period of Time, we didn't know if we would retain our rights in the Liaden Universe, or if they would become part of the assets of Meisha Merlin sold to satisfy its creditors.

Our agent therefore had one thing in hand to try to sell for us, so that our cats wouldn't have to go live under a bridge -- the proposal for two dark "fantasies."

And -- all honor to her -- she sold them. To Baen. Under the condition that they be published under the Lee and Miller byline.

Money talks. We took the deal. We shouldn't have taken the deal, but we were, frankly, afraid. I don't wish to paint Baen as a villain; in fact, they threw us a much-needed lifeline, and the fact that we've been publishing with them since 2008 tells its own tale.

But the Fey books -- written against, as you might say, the Liaden books -- the reaction to those books nearly finished me as a writer. Wow, did people hate those books, and they wrote to us, and they were Betrayed, and Horrified, and one woman said she had Thrown Away all of her Liaden books and -- my ghod, what a mess.

And I was still working as a secretary at the college. Not my finest hour.

But! A happy ending. Meisha Merlin returned the copyrights to all of its authors; we resold ours to Baen, who, as I mentioned above, we've been working with ever since.

And we never tried to establish a second series again.


A Bedazzling Book

Apr. 7th, 2026 02:38 am
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Posted by John Scalzi

At my event this evening in Upper Arlington, my interlocutor Tom Winegard presented me with this copy of The Shattering Peace, which had been bedazzled by his spouse as a gift to me. This is the first time that I had heard of bibliodazzling, but apparently it’s a thing people do all the time these days. I have to say I don’t mind the effect. The book is now at home in a place of honor on my shelf. I am bemused and bedazzled.

Also, the event itself was a lovely time! Thank you to everyone who came out to see us.

— JS