Author: Stacy Horn

1. New covers. Here’s the cover for the British paperback edition.

2. Working at home.
3. Getting to see stuff. (Like going to the Property Clerk Warehouse when I was writing the cold case book, or going into the attic of the Rhine Research Center to see the scientist’s old equipment for Parapsychology Lab book.)
4. Interviewing. That can go either way, obviously.
5. Seeing your book in bookstores.
6. Email from people who read your book and have interesting thoughts or suggestions. Or, just say something nice.
7. Meeting with your agent and/or editor and getting to go on and on about all the cool stuff you’re finding out.
8. Amazon and Barnes & Noble stats! Alright, let’s just say from now on it goes without saying that any one of these can go horribly horribly wrong.
9. When someone says something nice about your book on Amazon or Barnes & Noble.
10. Research. Those months I spent at Duke were heaven, even though I was staying in a dreary motel. There is just nothing like being immersed in a story that has grabbed you. It’s one of those, “I can’t believe they’re paying me to do this,” things.
11. Reviews.
12. People quoting you. OH!! There’s a show that I love love love called Bones. They basically quoted me. They used something I had written about a cadaver dog. It had to have come from me — they pretty much used my exact wording, and I had been telling that story all over the place while I was promoting my book. That show keeps getting better and better. (And I’m not just saying that because they kinda quoted me. Ask anyone. I’ve been telling my friends to watch this show.)
13. People saying nice things about your book on their blogs.
14. Getting invited to fun things. I’m hoping I get invited to a seance or haunted house or something for this book. Although that was not what the Duke guys were into. Still. I mean, come on. Haunted houses??

I pretty much think I have one of the best jobs in the world. Although there are other things I’d like to do if I was smarter or more talented:

Work in the ME’s office.
Be a singer.
Some political office. I never used to care about politics, but we are now on such a downward spiral, I wish I could do something about it.

Saturday

– Went to choir practice.
– Then Union Square. Stopped to listen to music. There was a cute banjo player. When they took a break I went up to him and asked him about banjos. Very unlike me to just prance up to strangers without any real reason except they’re cute and play an instrument I like and want to learn.
– Lunch at City Bakery.
– Emmet Gowin show at Pace McGill.
– Research at the Museum of TV and Radio.
– Walked home without my headphones. (About 50 blocks.)
– Continued organizing the papers I brought back from Duke. The movie Signs was on in the background. I watch that movie every freaking time it’s on. I can’t resist. The basic message — horrible things might have a good end result — is just too comforting. I must watch.

Sunday (today)

– Brunch out somewhere.
– Browse a book store.
– Museum of TV & Radio again.
– Met. Although maybe not. There’s nothing I’m dying to see there right now, I don’t think. Except I feel like looking at art, so what the hell. They got some there.
– Organize more papers. I’m up to 1955.

Hell. I see it’s supposed to rain. It’s getting darker as I type. I may not be able to have such a wandering, walk around day.

I’ve missed rehearsing so much. The whole thing of singing in a choir is singing with other people. But so far I’ve been working on Mendelssohn’s Elijah ALONE. Tonight I sing with people! Ohmygod. Mendelssohn’s Elijah is … PEOPLE. (Soylent Green humor.)

Among the various pieces we’re rehearsing tonight is #35. For some reason, this is one my favorites. I say “for some reason” because the choir’s part is very simple. No show-offy parts anywhere. What’s the appeal?? But for whatever reason, this one is so satisfying to sing. I love it. Also, for some perverse reason, I find measure 34 difficult to get right. There’s no good explanation anywhere on earth for this, it’s as simple as it gets. Seriously. It’s Three-Blind-Mice-level easy. But I tend to mess it up. Wish me luck.

The cats are already back sleeping in one of their favorite spots (it also happens to be my favorite spot, too).

I’m back at my desk, with pretty daffodils. To the left are the boxes of papers and tapes I brought back with me.

But I wanted to post the last of my Durham shots. Here is Ruby shopping at the Target.

And here’s the great picture Ruby took of me and Finn in my kitchen at the Extended Stay Hotel.

We’re going to Target later, but so far we went to lunch at the Washington Duke Inn and then for a walk. Ruby having her lunch.

Ruby walking down the hall towards the ballroom.

Is this dress ugly? I liked it. Ruby didn’t and Ruby wants to take a vote. Ugly or no?

“Take a close-up,” she said. “So people can really see just how ugly it is.”

Ruby likes this statue, however. Not ugly.

Ruby walking a nature walk.