So here’s a post for Thief Eyes chat and general partying/hanging out. Questions welcome. Silliness too. There’s a jug of mead in the corner, but it smells suspiciously like the mead of poetry, so it might be safer to avoid that. I’d stick with the Icelandic lamb hot dogs, með alltu, with everything, especially the crunchy onions.
The arctic fox in the corner is named Freki, and companionship is his specialty, so he’s really quite friendly. The volcano in the other corner was a last minute guest, but of course we told him he was welcome, because that’s what one says to visiting volcanoes.
Yesterday lnhammer and I raised glasses of mead (the non-poetry-producing variety) to Thief Eyes’ release. Today, it makes it’s way out into the world. Wish it well! 🙂
ETA: I’m also over at the Teens Read Too blog today, talking about Thief Eyes and writing/reading/life in general. Stop by and say hi! (They’re giving away five copies of Thief Eyes there, too!)