Notes for the calendar.

May 29th through 31st I’ll be a fixture in the Dalton Publishing booth at Book Expo America, in Los Angeles. Look for the usual suspect throwing the dice and trying to talk to strangers.

June 6th through 8th will find me in the dealer room at Sci-Fi Summer Con in Marietta, Georgia. I’ll also sit on a panel on game design, where I’ll talk about the roots and motivations for developing my fantasy divination system, Nod’s Way.

Here’s hoping the schedule remains open for the rest of June and all of July, so I can focus on finishing—at long last—Sleeper Awakes, the third novel in The Hidden Lands of Nod.

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Thursday of last week was a three star day for close observances. After work, as I was getting out of the car in the parking lot at Wheatsville Co-op, a Question Mark butterfly lit on the window beside me. It sat unperturbed, opening and closing its wings without hurry as I inspected both upper and underside patterns. This is the third time one of this species has afforded me a leisure eyeful, and the third time I have not had a camera at hand. What I have done is looked and looked and looked again.

When I left Wheatsville I circled around back streets to get on 29th heading toward MoPac. I stopped at a stop sign facing an alley just as a blue jay attacked a fledgling house sparrow. The sparrow parents tried to intervene, but the jay batted them away without apparent effort. The fledgling struggled hard, almost but just not quite old enough to escape, as the jay hopped straight up and came down with both feet on the smaller bird. Then it stabbed with its beak. Then it cocked its head and looked, knocking the parents away. Then it hopped again. And stabbed again. And cocked its head and looked again. And hopped again. A good thing no one came up behind me on the street, because I sat with mixed emotions at the stop sign and watched the jay kill the sparrow. On one hand, I felt bad for the young sparrow’s death. On the other, the jay’s approach to predation seemed fascinatingly intelligent. Like Chimpanzees hunting monkeys, I thought.

Later that evening I went into the garage and discovered a Great Purple Hairstreak on the garage door. The temperature dropped enough that night that the butterfly was sluggish. I got a good look at the underside of the wings and the body but, uncooperative as all hairstreaks, it never opened to reveal the upper pattern. In the morning I opened the garage door, caught the butterfly and released it in the sun. As it flew off my hand I saw the flash of bright blue edged in black once, twice, three times before it was over my head.

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Aggiecon 39 kicked off this afternoon. Thursday, as it turns out, is primarily a day for check in and set up by dealers, but a few shoppers wandered through. The real action starts at 10:00 a.m. tomorrow, and runs through Sunday. The dealer room is large, and there is nowhere to hang my banner, but I’m the only vendor in the room selling Prelude to a Change of Mind and Nod’s Way, so I should be hard to miss.

Aggiecon is one of the oldest student organized science fiction/fantasy conventions in the country. It also enjoys a reputation as one of the more literary cons in Texas. In testament to this, fully a third of the dealer room is reserved for autograph stations by guest writers and artists.

If you live within a few hours of College Station, consider making the drive. Besides a great con for a destination, the journey will pass through fields of bluebonnets, paintbrush, primrose, wild onion and oodles of other wildflowers in bloom. My trip from Austin this morning was a fresh reminder of exactly how beautiful Texas can be in March. Lovely, lovely.

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…or maybe it’s just shifting clocks, weather and allergies wreaking havoc with my system.

According to powers greater than I, March is Small Press Month. In observance of this happy fact, the five Austin area Barnes & Noble stores are featuring displays of Dalton Publishing titles. These include mine. The stores will continue to carry the titles as long as they sell, so consider breaking your routine with a run to B&N for a stock of Prelude to a Change of Mind and Nod’s Way.

Later this month, March 27th through 30th, I’ll have a dealer table at Aggiecon 39, on the Texas A&M campus in College Station. Aggiecon has a reputation as one of the more literary cons in Texas; we’ll see if that is true. Check back for the report.

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In a little over five hours the doors open on the dealer room at ConDFW, in the Radisson Hotel North Dallas/Richardson. Selling books, signing books and demonstrating the Nod’s Way oracle, Robert Stikmanz will be there.

Now, three weeks out from handing it off, I’m ready to talk about the new novel, Entranscing, due from Dalton Publishing in August of this year. The book is tight, fast paced and considerable fun. Featuring not one Jackanapes Plenty but two, this second book in The Hidden Lands of Nod picks up the story of Meg Christmas twenty years after the events told in Prelude to a Change of Mind. Besides Meg and two Jacks, returning cast include Ekaterina Rigidstick, Roamer and (hiss!) General Rataxes. It has new cast, new action and new perspectives on alternate realities, but it also has to wait. Today, tomorrow and Sunday have to focus on the titles in hand. Entranscing will have its time in August.

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Last night I submitted Entranscing, the sequel to Prelude to a Change of Mind and the second book in The Hidden Lands of Nod, to Dalton Publishing protagonist, Deltina Hay, and senior editor, Ric Williams. Now I sit back, chew my nails, and wait to learn whether or not it lives up to expectations.

Producing this work differed from any writing project I’ve ever attempted. Instead of taking years to tinker and refine an idea until it looked novel-like (as I did with Prelude to a Change of Mind), necessities of meeting an August 2008 publication deadline meant that the entire book, from detailed outline to completed fourth draft, was produced in 100 days. Is it any good? I have no idea. Today, for the first time since October, I found I could not think about the text at all. During the process of writing I was so driven to meet a deadline that I hardly reflected on the narrative as I constructed and revised it. Fortunately, the next task doesn’t involve thinking about the text. In the next couple of days I have to refine a sketch for the cover illustration and render the title in Dvarsh script. How nice it will be to spend time drawing as opposed to writing.

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Tree sex continues rampant, with the central Texas cedar fever season in full swing. Because for several days I could not breathe and tonight I can, I pause for a deep cycle of air in/air out. Hello, babies.

Tonight I reached the halfway point of the third draft of Entranscing, second book of The Hidden Lands of Nod. That’s not quite as simple a statement as it sounds. I have not yet reached the middle of the story. What I managed to catch and pass this evening was the constantly retreating middle of the file as it existed when I stopped. Where the final “geographical” middle of the story will fall is not yet clear. I’ve added 5000+ words since beginning the Third Draft. Likelihood is high I’ll add at least 5000 more before starting draft number 4. A completed manuscript is due to Dalton Publishing by January 31st, making this my 100 day book—from start to finish I will have written it in 100 days. That’s a heck of a lot more rigorous than I’m used to working, so don’t complain if the final product is short. It will stand as the officially designated sequel to Prelude to a Change of Mind.

Looking ahead to Stikmanz in the world again, I hope to have a dealer table at ConDFW, February 22-24, in Richardson. My table in the dealer room at AggieCon, March 27-30 on the A&M campus, has been confirmed. Tentative plans for later in the year include SciFi Summer Con in Marietta, GA, in June; Conestoga in Tulsa in July, Austin’s Armadillocon and Albuquerque’s Bubonicon in August, and Denver’s MileHiCon and Dallas’s Fencon in October. That’s as far as resources will allow me to stretch at present. In the meantime, I can be found most Saturdays staffing the Dalton Publishing booth at the Sunset Valley Farmers Market, signing books, demonstrating my oracle, Nod’s Way, and holding forth on my enlarging ontological fantasy.

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