German Cover Art and Stuff
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This morning I came in to an email from the fine folks that included me (or, rather, Tate,) in the anthology MANY BLOODY RETURNS. They were passin on the image of the cover art for the British edition of the book. It's not really much to look at, but it got me thinking. I haven't gone looking for my German editions of Tate's second, third, and fourth Garnet books. Well, I found them, and they're right cute. Check 'em out:

This one is what Dead Sexy became. I can't remember how it translates any more, but if you want a German edition of it, you can order it on Amazon's German site here. It came out in May of this year. Romancing the Dead, meanwhile, became Vampir Sein Ist Alles, which just came out (August):

...if you'd like to get that one, you can order it here: http://www.amazon.de/Vampir-sein-alles-Tate-Hallaway/dp/3802582861/
And, for the final German cover, here's Biss in Alle Ewigkeit aka Dead If I Do...

Again, if you're my folks (or anyone else who might like to obsessively collect my German editions), you can pre-order that one here: http://www.amazon.de/Biss-alle-Ewigkeit-Tate-Hallaway/dp/380258287X/. It comes out in November 2010.
In other news, I've been busy. I just answered a set of interview questions for a nonfiction book about vampire writers, and talked to a young student in Poland who is doing her masters (?) thesis on Archangel Protocol and, it seems, Marxism. Actually, I think the thesis has more to do with religion, but I did get asked a bit about how I felt about Marx's bit about religion as the "opiate of the masses." Also, I sent back a contract/agreement for the anthology MAKING WAVES which will include a reprint of my short story "Indigo Bunting." All proceeds for MAKING WAVES will go to a charity to aid victims (animal and human) of the Deepwater Horizon Oil Spill. Also, I got the cover art for NORTHERN LIGHTS another anthology a story of mine will appear in. NORTHERN LIGHTS is a collection of Minnesota authors, and my original short story "Bright, Bright City Lights" will appear in that. "Bright, Bright City Lights" was my attempt to deal with the death of senator Wellstone through fiction... and magic. It's a very weird story for me because the bad guy is actually Bobby Sands, hero of the struggle for Irish freedom.
Meanwhile, Mason and I are trucking along through DEATHLY HALLOWS. We're on chapter 30, "The Sacking of Severus Snape." I cried like a fool when Dobby died, and I actually found him kind of annoying in the story. I have to give Ms. Rowlings credit. That woman can write grief (and particularly funerals.) Even Shawn, who has really only been following along in snippets and through the movies, shed big tears.
I find whenever we're reading a lot of Harry Potter, I devote a large part of my subconscious to the stories. Last night, once again, I dreamed I was Harry. This time I was chasing Voledmort through the London underground. There was one particularly memorable scene where Hermione and I were on one platform and Voledmort on the other (in my dreams, he was trying to dress as a Muggle, which, of course, the Dark Lord would never do. The image was particularly funny, too, because he still had red eyes and a snake-slit nose, and he'd just put on a stocking cap, ala Spock trying to hide his ears in some Old Trek episode.) Anyway, we were casting spells at each other across the trains. It was very weird, but kind of cool. I had three wands, and I kept trying to find a good one that would work against the Elder Wand. I woke up dodging the Avada Kedavra curse.
In an hour or so, I'm off to pick up Eleanor for our weekly writing get-together. I'm hoping to work on the synopsis for the 3rd vampire princess book, which I'm sad to say, I'm behind on... as in missed a deadline, which I almost never do. But I was hoping to hear from my editor about what she thought of #2, in case the ending needed to change. But I think, at this point, I should just go ahead.....
This one is what Dead Sexy became. I can't remember how it translates any more, but if you want a German edition of it, you can order it on Amazon's German site here. It came out in May of this year. Romancing the Dead, meanwhile, became Vampir Sein Ist Alles, which just came out (August):
...if you'd like to get that one, you can order it here: http://www.amazon.de/Vampir-sein-alles-Tate-Hallaway/dp/3802582861/
And, for the final German cover, here's Biss in Alle Ewigkeit aka Dead If I Do...
Again, if you're my folks (or anyone else who might like to obsessively collect my German editions), you can pre-order that one here: http://www.amazon.de/Biss-alle-Ewigkeit-Tate-Hallaway/dp/380258287X/. It comes out in November 2010.
In other news, I've been busy. I just answered a set of interview questions for a nonfiction book about vampire writers, and talked to a young student in Poland who is doing her masters (?) thesis on Archangel Protocol and, it seems, Marxism. Actually, I think the thesis has more to do with religion, but I did get asked a bit about how I felt about Marx's bit about religion as the "opiate of the masses." Also, I sent back a contract/agreement for the anthology MAKING WAVES which will include a reprint of my short story "Indigo Bunting." All proceeds for MAKING WAVES will go to a charity to aid victims (animal and human) of the Deepwater Horizon Oil Spill. Also, I got the cover art for NORTHERN LIGHTS another anthology a story of mine will appear in. NORTHERN LIGHTS is a collection of Minnesota authors, and my original short story "Bright, Bright City Lights" will appear in that. "Bright, Bright City Lights" was my attempt to deal with the death of senator Wellstone through fiction... and magic. It's a very weird story for me because the bad guy is actually Bobby Sands, hero of the struggle for Irish freedom.
Meanwhile, Mason and I are trucking along through DEATHLY HALLOWS. We're on chapter 30, "The Sacking of Severus Snape." I cried like a fool when Dobby died, and I actually found him kind of annoying in the story. I have to give Ms. Rowlings credit. That woman can write grief (and particularly funerals.) Even Shawn, who has really only been following along in snippets and through the movies, shed big tears.
I find whenever we're reading a lot of Harry Potter, I devote a large part of my subconscious to the stories. Last night, once again, I dreamed I was Harry. This time I was chasing Voledmort through the London underground. There was one particularly memorable scene where Hermione and I were on one platform and Voledmort on the other (in my dreams, he was trying to dress as a Muggle, which, of course, the Dark Lord would never do. The image was particularly funny, too, because he still had red eyes and a snake-slit nose, and he'd just put on a stocking cap, ala Spock trying to hide his ears in some Old Trek episode.) Anyway, we were casting spells at each other across the trains. It was very weird, but kind of cool. I had three wands, and I kept trying to find a good one that would work against the Elder Wand. I woke up dodging the Avada Kedavra curse.
In an hour or so, I'm off to pick up Eleanor for our weekly writing get-together. I'm hoping to work on the synopsis for the 3rd vampire princess book, which I'm sad to say, I'm behind on... as in missed a deadline, which I almost never do. But I was hoping to hear from my editor about what she thought of #2, in case the ending needed to change. But I think, at this point, I should just go ahead.....