Untitled Rhapsody

Even if no one really missed the site for the past few days, I missed blogging. Yes, I am comfortable sharing that sentiment with the Internet. Absence makes the heart grow fonder and all that.

Meanwhile on the domestic front the book listing drama continues.

The Wife: How much longer do you need to list all these books?
Sam: It’s coming along.
The Wife: Might it come along faster?
Sam: Is that a hint?
The Wife: It’s not a question.

The situation resembles the drinking song 100 bottles of beer on the wall. Only books aren’t drinkable and are so proliferate they literally are the walls. Solution: List and sell me some books. Right now!

After careful consideration the writer/agent workshop is on my schedule. That’s the good news. The bad news, unless a miracle strikes ( go see the movie – anything is possible ), Velocity won’t be complete in time for the workshop. However, on the advice of virtually everyone, I’ve let that go. In place of the finished manuscript I’ll storm the facility with a few copies of the synopsis, the first ten pages and a perfect pitch.

Back in black

After a mighty effort Buddhapuss Books prevails at the warehouse. Two trips, lots of water, protein bars and a krillion lookups. Next stop, listing 500 books. A note for my neighbors downstairs, if you hear some awful noise just don’t ask me what it was.

Behold the mighty Buddhapuss as he personally verifies the receivables.

There’s a real blog tomorrow. I swear!

Where’s Buddhapuss?

Fans of the furry guy can blame me for the lack of Master Buddhapuss on Friday. The hiatus was not for want of a question, but for lack of time. See, good fortune delivered a pile of books to my doorstep ( Thanks Big Matt! ) and they needed listing. Because whenever the hallway doubles as a sorting station for more than twenty-four hours, The Wife gets real mad.

After adding the listings, I reset all the shelves, slashed prices on the laggards, and raised prices on the faster moving stock. Among the existing stock: four books unlisted for nearly five months. With nearly a thousand titles for sale, housekeeping chores like these take time. Poor Buddhapuss couldn’t get near the keyboard.

Monday and Tuesday is a buy trip for Buddhapuss Books and time constraints may preempt the blog until Wednesday.

Today, however, is a writing day. Still haven’t decided about the workshop in June. As the solitary voice of dissent about my attendance, I have to ask myself why.