Too Early...

I don’t know why this strikes me as so funny, but it does.

The other day, when my daughter came downstairs for school - at a pitch black 5:45am - she thought that I was sitting in front of our woodstove stoking up a little fire to take the chill off. Reasonable enough. I had just done that very thing. But she only saw “me” out of the corner of my eye.

In fact, I was on the other side of a partition, in the kitchen. She walked half way across the room when she gasped. A moment later, she rounded the corner, holding her hand to her heart, looking shaken but amused. Apparently, she’d had one of those bizarre early morning moments when, finally looking at “me” she saw this:

It was Saba standing, as he likes too, right beside the stove. For Maya, though, it was one of those funky moments when reality bends.

She was like, “Oh no, dad what happened to you?” Just for a moment...

I was a dog.

Caixa Acácia

Those folks at Saída de Emergência never fail to surprise me. I just discovered that they're republishing the first two Acacia books (really just The War With the Mein in two volumes) in a special edition, with a groovy new gold-flecked cover. I like these people. ;)

Not only that, they're put together a trailer about it. Check it out (and dig the music):

 

A Bookplate

I received something rather nice the other day. A kind reader sent me several Acacia-inspired bookplates that he'd made himself. He requested that I sign them for him, sort of a way of personalizing a book without having to send the whole book in the mail.

Here's what it looks like, with the requested signature:

Isn't that cool?

Thanks, Roger. It's very gratifying to know my work inspires others to create!