Archive for July, 2010

in the trough

July 14, 2010

I still haven’t come up for air! The  backlog of emails and other work just keeps hanging over me. I heard from my German publisher today – the German edition of Worldshaker comes out at the end of this month. The cover looks like this, very nice –

She (my German publisher) is reading the first draft of Liberator too – so far, all my good feelings about that book have been confirmed!

I spent this morning planning what can happen next after Liberator, and it’s all starting to come together. Wish I could just stop the clock and take time out for planning for a few days.

Meanwhile, I’ve been getting some very affirmative emails from bookstores in the US and UK. They’re giving Worldshaker a good push and it’s starting to move. Word-of-mouth is on my side!

Cheers,   R

Still submerged!

July 6, 2010

Back home, and I ought to be recovering and relaxing after 6 weeks away. Some hopes! I’m overwhelmed by all the email and jobs that need doing – everything left hanging for the last 6 weeks. I feel like I’m being submerged and I’ll never get through it all.

Oh well. Take a deep breath. No panic – just work through it slowly and steadily. Getting back into writing mode seems like a distant dream right now.  Cheers,  R

Spoke too soon!

July 3, 2010

‘Reset body clock to correct time zone’ – huh! Got that wrong! Aileen’s body clock is ticking along just fine with Australian time, but I woke up at 2.30 in the middle of last night and stayed awake for the next 3-4 hours.

(Maybe it’s a punishment for not being respectful towards John Howard)

Anyway, there was one compensation – I had the story idea I needed for an anthology I’ve been asked to submit to.

Now I’ll put up photos all through this blog – retrospective visuals. Here’s one to start, all the way back to that reading in the Changing Hands bookshop in Phoenix when I had support from the Brose Brothers in their fabulous steampunk costumes –

I’ll correct some of the typos too – all the ones from the Belgian computer in Bruges that had a French keyboard with letters in different places, so I kept typing ‘q’ instead of  ‘a’, etc. (And I always thought the qwerty keyboard was as immutable as the Ten Commandments …)

John Howard 0, Richard Harland 1

July 2, 2010

So strange to come home to Australia and find it so cold. After the last three weeks of hot sunny weather in England and Europe, how can Wollongong be so chilly?

We made it back in spite of last minute attempts by crazed cyclists in Amsterdam to mow us down (hordes of em, zooming at you from all angles out of nowhere), and in spite of Malaysia Airlines’ attempts to feed us to death (they did everything short of putting a pipe in our mouths and forcing food down our throats).

Guess who we ran into in Sydney airport as we staggered away from customs through the entry hall? There was John Howard, no less, surrounded by reporters who wanted to know what he thought of not being elected vice-president by the International Cricket authority. Huh! Aileen said they should’ve swung the cameras on me, since I was the one who had a successful trip overseas, not our poor ex-PM (second time unelected).

So now we’re back home recovering from 30 hours flying time between Amsterdam, London, Kuala Lumpur and Sydney, plus getting up in the middle of the night and missing 2 regulation sleeps. Funny thing is, we haven’t had jet-lag at all. A couple of hours sleep before leaving Amsterdam, a nap on the plane to Kuala Lumpur, a nap on the plane to Sydney, then a full night’s sleep back in Wollongong – and somehow our body-clocks have ended up set  perfectly into the correct time zone.

Not the correct email zone, though – I’ve got a time lag of about six weeks there. I now have a mountain of email to wade through – and if you’ve never waded through a mountain, believe me, it’s really really difficult! (I just answered an email from someone at one of the first book events I did at San Diego, and it seems to have happened in another world in another era.) I expect to be suffering cyberlag for about a week.

Here’s a visual flashback to the start of the tours – my first event in San Diego, the first piccy in my camera:

That was me in one of the Borders bookshops in San Diego.

Cheers,  R