Saturday, July 16, 2011

Uh-oh, I've been thinking again...

As self-punishment for my failure to keep up with what is actually a very easy to maintain blog, I'm going to have a contest.  Well, it's kind of punishment, because that means I have to actually track stuff and get off my BUTT at a time when for some reason I've been feeling very languid.  Maybe it's the post-Monument Fire energy drain, or the summer heat, or the monsoon humidity, or the way the moon glowed last night.  For those who didn't catch it, we were mandatory evacuated twice, for five out of seven days.  Packing 386 pounds of Great Danes and everything you think is important in your life in first a few hours, and then in 45 minutes, is no small feat.  Imposing three family members and three Great Danes (i.e., mini-horses) on your in-laws a hundred miles away is another energy-drainer.  We survived, obviously, but as life would have it, we've been faced with a lot of Murphy-Havin'-A-Grand-Old-Time-With-Us ever since.  The end might be in sight, but none of that matters.  The Husband, author Weston Ochse, still managed to keep all his stuff up to date; he wrote blogs, wrote pages of stories and books, tweeted, twooted, and probably twoodled. 
I, on the other hand, have felt pretty much like your basic Southern Arizona Lump.  Around here that's generally known as a rock, although I prefer the prettier ones that are white quartz.

Anyhoo, time for a contest, so I'm giving away these three books:

HIGHBORN, signed by yours truly.

LITTLE DEATHS, edited by Ellen Datlow (anthology).  This great antho is out of print, and this copy is unread, with just a little ding or two from storage.  Some of the authors in here include Clive Barker, Dan Simmons, Douglas Clegg, Kathe Koja and Pat Cadigan.  Not for the faint of heart, it's an anthology of erotic horror.

THE MUSEUM OF HORRORS, edited by Dennis Etchison (anthology).  Another great out of print antho, unread, with stories by people like Peter Straub, Joyce Carol Oates, Richard Laymon, Ramsey Campbell, and others.

Going to take entries from now until 11:59 p.m. on Saturday, July 30th.  To enter, send an email to me here:  contest @ yvonnenavarro. com.  (I know everyone would like a simple clickable, but I just can't punish myself so much that I open myself up to endless spam-- sorry.)  One entry per person, per contest.  Duplicates will be deleted.  I promise not to sell your email address on eBay or post it on the bathroom wall at the local bar.  I also promise I won't add it to my mailing list.  If you want to be on that, look to the right and click on the "Newsletter" link, but I warn you, I hardly ever get around to actually sending out a Newsletter.  Seriously, are you actually surprised?  Winner will be picked by a random number generator and will be notified by return email to send me a good mailing address; books will be sent via the cheapest possible mailing method.  Yes, I will even send stuff overseas, but familiarize yourself with the term "Surface Mail" (which is kind of like "Slow boat to [insert your country here]" mail).

And since the secondary purpose of this is to spread the Yvonne Navarro Love, please Please PLEASE spread the word about this on Twitter, Facebook, LJ, an email to your sweetie or your Mom, or by whatever other means you want.  I need some exposure to bump up publishing interest, and wearing a skinny swimsuit at my age just ain't working!

3 comments:

Hunter Shea said...

Contest entered, blog poste tweeted (or twitted, I never know the difference). If writing was all a writer had to worry about, the life would be a breeze.

Spellbound said...

Do people write their, or other peoples email addresses on bathroom walls... have we come so far or is it the post fire, evacuation madness thats got to you? hehe

by Yvonne Navarro said...

Well, folks have been putting names and telephone numbers on walls forever. Since this is the new age of computers, it makes sense that an email addy is the next bathroom graffiti!

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