February 13, 2008

Beware Hollywood Cheetah-ing...

Today's L.A. times contains a sad story about one author who thought she saw a good thing, but it turned out to bite her in the bum. Deborah Gregory, author of the 16 book Cheetah Girls series tells the story of why she's still living in a cramped Manhattan apartment she calls a "dump." The moral of the story seems to be, if you deal with the devil, have an entertainment lawyer on hand. Ouch.

Oh... dear. Via the ever-newhoundy Ali @ Ypulse, we find ...Jesus. Coming soon as a samurai near... you. Y'know... I'm going to just reserve judgment on this, but... first instincts? Say, "No."

Meanwhile, via Miss I-have-a-Snow-Day-tra-la-la, I've enjoyed Sarah Beth Durst's random collection of Obscure Fairy Tales -- way more fun of a I-should-be-working time-waster than they should be!

If you hadn't seen Book Moot's Author's Name Pronunciation link, then go thou thither. Find out how to say GAIMAN... and it's not GUY Man, note to self. (A. Fortis, who's met him, already KNEW that.)

And hey, speaking of the man himself, did you know he's giving away a downloadable book? Go, choose your favorite title and wish him Happy 7th Blogoversary!

Thanks to EVERYONE who participated in our chat with Sherri Smith! Comments will be closing on Friday, so if you'd like to be eligible to win a copy of her book, please drop by with your two cents!

1 comment:

a. fortis said...

Oh, no, I've not met Mr. Gaiman, though I'd love to. That was my lucky husband, who went to a few book signings back in college days.