After I close the store today, I'm on vacation. It's also two months until Light is released, so now is the time to get myself going on promotion and all the marketing focus that entails. I am so excited that the bookmarks have shipped (they should actually be arriving today, which is some kickass turnaround time, I might add).
I have some plans already, but one thing that's leaving me a bit stymied is the notion of the "blog tour." I know - more or less - what goes on there, but I'm a bit nervous about approaching people. I'll get over it, and I know better than to take a negative personally, but it's an odd part about being an author in the internet age, that's for sure.
In other authory news, I got my official paperwork for an upcoming collection called "A Family By Any Other Name." It's edited by Bruce Gillespie, and it's all about what family is to queer people such as myself. I wrote a piece about my in-laws - who, you no doubt know, are freaking amazing - and I should probably warn you to have a tissue handy. Even better, I'm once again an anthology brother with Jeffrey Ricker. Sharing a table of contents with Jeffrey always makes me feel like I've got my lucky charm in my pocket. Family is a great - and by definition heated - topic for queer people, and I can't wait to read this collection.
Speaking of family...
"Backdraft," by Kathryn Shay
Forgiveness is a very, very hard thing in a family sometimes. When the thing you are asked to forgive a family member for is huge and caused true pain and suffering, it can be all the harder. I have to admit, when I read this story, the next in I Never Thought I'd See You Again, I found myself perfectly content to be as unforgiving as the main character, Riley. Riley, a firefighter whose father was a firefighter as well, has never forgiven his father for something truly atrocious the man did - and when his father returns to his life, it turns everything upside down.
I really, really struggled with how the rest of his family, and his girlfriend, were pushing him to forgive. In fact, the more they pushed, the more I - as the reader - sided with Riley. I think my own baggage is very firmly in a carry on position here, and I know that, but here's the thing: I'm maybe not so great a person that forgiveness is always possible for me. I'll make it to politeness, and I don't carry around a burning seething piece of hatred like Riley does in the story (and that's where I did understand his girlfriend and friends and family a bit - they were right to tell him to move past the anger). But actual forgiveness for some crimes is just not something I have in me.
This story definitely made me think.