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Monday, August 27, 2007
 One of our recent publications at Phaze is Coming Together: For the Cure, an anthology of ultra-sensual fiction. In contrast to some of the works we publish, the stories in the Coming Together volumes tend to lean more toward the literary than any specific genre, but it doesn't make the stories any less titillating. Coming Together has become somewhat of a regular event for literary charity, with different volumes of works produced to benefit various organizations. The second collection for Phaze will benefit a charity very close to my heart - the Susan G. Koman Foundation for breast cancer research. Having lost my grandmother to this illness, and having lived through my mother's struggle (and eventual triumph), I am determined to do what I can to help the good fight. Net profits from every copy of this book will go to the charity, and all of the contributors have graciously waived royalties to line the coffers. All Romance eBooks has waived distribution fees to increase our net there.It's pleased me, too, to see that other authors are as enthusiastic about this work as we are. Author Alison Kent has offered to buy a book for every ten comments made on her blog. Right now, she's exceeded 250 comments, and other authors are following suit, myself included. Even though I am the publisher, there's nothing that says I can't buy copies to give away, eh? ;) Here is the deal: For every ten comments made here, I will buy one eBook copy of CTFTC. Maximum of 25 copies at seven dollars each. So my goal is 250 comments. Write what you wish, just keep it clean and respectful. If you wish to be in the running to win a copy and are over 18, make note on your comment and if I pick your name out of a hat you get the eBook. Simple. We thank you for your support, and hope you'll spread the word about breast cancer awareness. About the Book - At some point, virtually everyone's life is touched in some way by breast cancer. Whether it's a friend or family member, or even yourself, the journey is one of courage and compassion. Phaze continues its tradition of fundraising for this cause with Coming Together: For the Cure, an anthology of quality erotic fiction edited by Alessia Brio. All proceeds from the sale of this volume will benefit the Susan G. Komen Foundation. "Few things reveal character as immediately and profoundly as the way someone makes love. And since the best stories are always character driven, what better way to get to know the players than by the way they make love? Call it erotic fiction if you like -- it certainly is erotic -- but once you get past the heat and the breathlessness, you'll see these stories for what they really are: tales of the intensely private, the palpably real, the profoundly human." - Barry Eisler, NYT Bestselling Author Labels: breast cancer, phaze posted by kat at 6:19 AM Thursday, August 16, 2007
Interesting. After posting my Van Halen rant, the official site has restored the original album in their graphics. The squeaky bass gets the grease. posted by kat at 12:18 PM Wednesday, August 15, 2007
 If your last name isn't Van Halen, you'll be sorely outnumbered on stage. If it is, you get to use Photoshop to take twenty-odd years off your bassist. A friend pointed this out to me today. VH is gearing up for a big tour, and if you look closely at the Van Halen website you'll see they've dropped a picture of Ed's son Wolfie in place of the original shot of Michael Anthony on the cover of their first album. What's more, none of the albums done with Sammy are even displayed or mentioned, so I guess Victoria Principal dreamed those years as well.Odd as it appears, it's not the first time this has happened. The Mamas and the Papas did something similar to Michelle Phillips when she left the group - a new singer's photo was superimposed over hers on an album cover. All the same, it's poor practice. Michael Anthony may be no Geddy Lee, but he was part of that band for a long time, much longer than DLR. For the band to disregard his contributions in this manner does a disservice not only to him but to Wolfie as well. Yes, Wolfie is the new bassist, but he should be given the opportunity to create his own legacy with the band rather than be a sticker on an old cover. posted by kat at 10:16 AM Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Got another time-waster in the e-mail today, a survey to determine your "Real Age." It's one of those tests that let you know all your years of partying and smoking and following the Dead on tour have shortened your life to the extent that you need to settle your affairs...in the next ten minutes. Unfortunately, I have never partied or dived headfirst into a crab-filled orgy, or followed the Dead on tour. Though, I am seeing Rush for the third time this year, but we all know how groupies fare at those shows. You need a Ph.D. to get backstage. So I took the survey, deftly side-stepping all the opt-ins that would bring coupons for colonics to my inbox. I realize I still need to wholly recover from having Li'l Diva - my exercise has slackened and my diet is shot. For the first time ever I shopped at Torrid (what Mancow once called Hot Topic for fat girls...the local station here dumped him, BTW). I felt anything but as I modeled the kimono tent dress I bought for RT. Anyway, my results specify that my "real age" is 42. I'll be 36 in a few weeks. I was just getting used to the idea of it until I got hit with this brick. Where did those six years ago? Why isn't Diva potty trained by now? How many tours did I miss? I still get carded for drinks, how could I be 42! I'll admit, I experience a great amount of stress, most of it put upon myself. A full-time job, being a mom, part-time publishing, etc. There's no time to exercise, and right now it's 155 degrees in the shade and the last thing I want to contemplate is leaving the air conditioned bliss of my home. I do admit my diet could be better, but I'm drinking acai, damn it! That has to account for something, that wasn't even listed on the survey. Part of me tries not to feel too down. 40 is supposed to be the new 30, so maybe I'm really regressing? If so, can I take the bag of Andy Capp's hot fries with me? Labels: death aging blah posted by kat at 8:11 AM |
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