So my landlady showed up yesterday afternoon, bearing coffee and mail!  I never get mail.  I mean, I get so little mail I don't even have a mailbox.  I rarely get E-mail.  So imagine my surprise when she brings me not one, but two packages.  One is from the publisher of my first writing gig in over a decade (I used to do a lot of this sort of thing, but gave it up because the time/money ratio is...well, it sucks.)  But just for laughs I recently got myself roped into an article for a new Paladin Press compilation.  Dig this title.  You sitting down?  Here we go:
The Paladin Book of Dangerously Fun Stuff For Boys Who Never Really Grew Up
Normally for a title that long you need an economics tract, and even then there's a hyphen and most of it is subtitle.  But yeah, my chapter is "Constructing Simple Homemade Rockets."
This was the first job I ever did for Paladin, and I have to say they're a joy to work for.  They pay promptly, which is good enough in itself.  But they also sent me a copy of the book, which nobody ever did for any of my other work-for-hire gigs.  That's pretty handsome of them.
I've only scanned it so far (It's a big book) but it looks like a whole bunch of good dirty fun.  Check it out if you're into that sort of thing.
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1 comment:
SWEET!!! Congrats, Joel! What a kick in the pants to get paid (in money and with a copy) doing something enjoyable and a little wild! >:-}
--Lightning
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