July 7th, 2009


Looking for a dance partner

My movie partner just bailed on me to go see a movie at the Revelation Festival tonight - I won free tickets from Planet to see the movie about Kerouac.

It's at 7pm at the Astor - wanna come instead? Email me: girlie dot jones @gmail dot com


Annoyed or chuffed?

I'm not quite sure how to feel. I emailed an online bookstore that had listed some of TPP books but the information (editors) was incorrect. So I emailed to correct these and the reply I got was that they didn't have the information supplied but had googled around to confirm what I said and then they sent me a link to a review of 2012 on ASif!

I'm working from home today. Whilst I was waiting for the kettle to boil, I rearranged my stack of boxes of TPP book stock to make it look less intimidating. I just put in the printing quote for A Book of Endings and so by the end of the month, that stack is going to blow out again.

A Book of Endings is coming along at a crazy pace. We are down to the final three stories to be signed off, one is totally done and awaiting a quick line check. The final two are new stories and we sort of signed off on the final version last night, which was very exciting. And so we have the last new story to go. The introduction, written by Justine Larbalestier and the Afterword, by Deborah Biancotti have both gone off to layout. It's kinda starting to look a lot like a book!

Looks like I might play a third wheel and tag along with robinpen and T to the movie tonight. Should be fine. And I'll feel all cultural and arty after it. Plus free drinks!


Robot War Espresso: Announcement

Robot War Espresso
Robert Hood
A young adult novella from the standalone Twelfth Planet Press novella series

Launching at Conflux, October 2009

Cover design by Amanda Rainey

Wheelchair-bound, Tasia has for a long time felt like an alien in her own life. When she finds a flyer for RAM’s Robot Circus, it propels her into a new bizarre existence, one full of junk machines and strange new friends. For the first time she starts to feel as though she belongs somewhere. Yet something is not right.

As the old Tasia disappears from the everyday world, an imaginary version of herself struggles to save the future from a deadly menace and increasingly their separate realities seem to cross paths. The question is, which of them is real? It’s a war of scrap heap robots and flesh-machine hybrids, with the future of mankind hanging in the balance! And salvation may only be found in a decent cup of coffee and Tasia’s acceptance of some uncomfortable truths …

Crossposted from twelfthplanet, just this once.