By Purdy, Director of Publicity
Michael Manner and I were English majors at Plattsburgh State before the days of email, before the days of the fax. Indeed, the modern technology of the time was floppy disk computers, and the CD was quickly replacing the cassette tape. Manner and I have kept in touch through the years and when we are together we often argue and bicker like a married couple about love, fear, greed, envy, lust, hypocrisy, music, cats v. dogs, words et al. I think the only thing we ever seem to agree on is that chocolate milk is the greatest invention ever. But enough about me, Manner is a freelance computer consultant living with his mangy, blind cat in Williamsburg Brooklyn, NY. His love of poetry dates back to when dinosaurs roamed the earth and he first heard the words “ugga bugga” uttered by a passing Neanderthal woman. He’s been writing verse since the Iron Age and one day hopes to be cited in the OED. His fave comic book hero is Batman. Despite all this I think is is a truly talented poet and have asked him to post some poems on this blog. You be his judge.
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We need a new word.
I am too daunted by the current word to use it without humility. Years of misuse have granted it too much of what it is not.
It is nausea.
It is transient –
escaping between the spaces of I’m here and you’re there.
When angry, it is bitter and pitiful – Like the lonely 4 am drunk.
It is forgotten –
as a dream. Sorely missed but once prideful and known.
It is the Odyssey of my life -
and I am the Devil’s jester.
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Douglas Adams said it best: "I love deadlines. I love the whooshing sound they make as they fly by."
When I first started writing, I never ever heard that whoosh. In fact I think it took me about 15 years to graduate to stretching out that promised delivery date, but I'm glad to say I've now got the technique down pat.
The most important tip is to wake up at 3 am worrying about it so you are too tired to work in the morning.
The second is one I haven't ever experimented with before: set a deadline to coincide with publicity for a film, and sprinkle media interviews liberally through your writing time. The only problem with this one is that you can't complain about it, because a) most interviews are fun, and b) it's normally very difficult for children's writers to get any publicity, so it's best to enjoy it while it lasts!
However, there comes a time when the excuses all run out... a draft of my new story is now with my publisher.
Hooray!

I just got sent the first version of the Dave McKean cover of the Harper edition of The Graveyard Book.
A book that is now three weeks late, and inside of which I'm somewhere hacking my way through the jungle of Chapter Seven.
There's nothing like being sent a book cover for the book you're currently writing to concentrate the mind wonderfully.
Click on it to see it larger. The spectral figures will be done in varnish, like the original hardback of Coraline...
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Deadline is dead dead dead. I have stamped all over it so hard it is not even dust. It is GONE.
And now I sleep.
When I wake up there’ll be, like, real content.
So that I can better get to know what you, the reader, thinks, I have added a poll thingie to the sidebar.1
The first poll is about winter because I need to know if the total darkness before 5PM and constant cold and the only decent fruit & veg being apples and pumpkin is bumming out anyone other than me.2 Tell me I am not alone!
That it’s December and I’m still stuck in the Northern hemisphere fills my soul with despair.
Here have some more quokkas:

Lucky quokkas living far away in sunshine and warmth. Oh, how I envy them!

More sunshine & quokkas. Look what the peoples wear! Lucky, lucky bastards.
Okay, that didn’t make it warmer or lighter or less depressing here . . .
Update: I have just learned that creating a new poll instantly replaces the old one. I’d planned to leave the winter poll up for awhile but I done killed it. Thus there is a new poll, which I will not tinker with until next Sunday. This is my punishment for futzing about with the blog3 when I should be nosegrinding towards my deadline. I am bad.
Update 2: I don’t even know how I broke the poll this time. I am turning the internets off and stapling myself to the grindstone.
Update 3: Stupid poll software. I kick it.
to submit your Cybils nominations for your favorite children's books of 2007. You can nominate one title in each category, including Middle Grade/Young Adult Nonfiction. And then you have the rest of the day free to truss the turkey and pie the pumpkin...
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WHOO! dead deadline! ergh.. today is my second day home from school and i got woken up from the fedex lady.. when i signed the thing i dont even know what i wrote. but its my ipod for christmas
yeah! Congrats. Sleep the sleep of angels.
Congratulations. Now write the next one!
Was this the first draft? I can’t remember. Sleep is a good thing.
Why is the FedEx lady coming to your house so early Ally?
I hate French. I fail at speaking French. But I ace it in the pronunciation department.
I’m gonna go knot and purl now.
woo hoo! congratulations! hope you had a good sleep.
whats pulcritudinate?
yay for u!
Yay!
Onyer, Justine! Sleep well and come back to the land of the living soon.
woohoo! yay! cheers! yeahhhh!
they took your life, but they could not take your blog
in the name of deadlines
oooh, that is excellent news, well done, congratulations.
yay yay yay!!
now sleep and breathe and live with no stress. or much less stress, anyway.
congrats on destroying that deadline!
whee! congratulations.
Congratulations! That has to feel good. Did you at least have time to notice we beat New Zealand (in the cricket)?
yay for deadlines being done! yay for sleep!
Awesome! n_n Yay for killing the deadline!
YAY!!!! Go Justine!!
woo-hoo!!
go out and dance in the streets singing celllllllll-e-brate good times, come on!!!!!!

i am so alone!!!!!!!!!!!
:( 
go you!!!!!!!!
that is truly awesome. deadlines should die.
in other news, yaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyy! i got my new ipod nano yesterday. it’s awesome.
for biology i have to do a report on smallpox and i was reading a demon in the freezer and it was saying that almost every animal has their own pox. there is evena quokkapox!!! :0
party!!!
this is one long nap justine!