Alison Pace

Even Better

For the previous post's homage (I do love an homage), a non-holiday themed shot of Audrey the Italian Greyhound:

She is very beautiful, is she not?

Do you have a good dog picture?  Send it in to me at alison@alisonpace.com.  Dog name required, dog story optional, and I'll put the best ones up. Thx...

Homage

to Allison McCabe, fantastic editor, dog-lover extraordinaire, extremely cool person.  Endless appreciation and all the best to you:

After this, I'm not going to talk about it anymore...

It's sad really, but it seems that the "Do Not Pet The Cruise," animation I linked to below is no longer animate.  However, if you click here, you can see some of the crazy that is TC.

Not a great day today but I did learn some things:  People who live in studio apartments should never attempt the cooking of microwave popcorn, and if you are in a really bad mood, Monster-in-Law is probably not the thing to get you out of it

Oprah, Monday, why?

Okay so I'm a few days late on this one, but, what is Tom Cruise on?

And I love this...

The O.C. Could Use A Good Editor

The season finale of The O.C.???  I found myself feeling quite a bit like Parker Posey in Hurly Burly, as if what I really wanted to do was run across stage, flailing my arms, repeating, "It's so distracting! Everything is so distracting!" over and over again.

Okay so I know Season Finales are supposed to be exciting, and lots is supposed to happen and all that, but, Come. On.

Kiersten?  Sure, they threw a nice glass of chardonnay in your hand every now and then last year, so maybe that was supposed to be hinting at a problem.  But I just don't think a flirtation with a hot though lushy co-worker who was around for all of 3 episodes and a 2 episode vodka binge an alcoholic makes. 

And yes, Trey, we hardly knew ye, and that's a really, really good thing because you were so annoying and looked so much like a hamster.  It's good on so many different levels that you're gone, but did you have to go like that? 

Poor Marisa.  Right when Tate Donovan came back and you were going to be happy, now you have to be a murderess, even if it was in Ryan-defense?  And Marisa, if you have the clearly magical powers to be able to make your hair grow about 6 inches from one episode to the next, couldn't you have found a better way of saving Ryan?

I can't even begin to talk about Ju Ju, I just can't.

But even with all this, The O.C. still has Seth Cohen, and because of that, I'll tune in next year.

Until next year, Seth Cohen, until then...

Backblog

In the earlier blog, I explained this great group I'm part of called The Girlfriend's Cyber Circuit (see the webring below, right). Started by Karin Gillespie, we're a group of about 25 writers and we all help to promote each other's books by mentioning them on our blogs.  Each week or so, a different author "tours."  Here's a round-up of the all the authors who stopped by my old blog in the last few months:

Jennifer O'Connell, author of Dress Rehearsal
E Lockhart, author of The Boyfriend List
Johanna Edwards, author of The Next Big Thing
Ann Marie Michaels, co-author of Cooking To Hookup
Kathleen O'Reilly, author of The Diva's Guide to Selling Your Soul
Joshilyn Jackson, author of gods in Alabama
Martha O'Connor, author of The Bitch Posse

Check out their books, visit their blogs...

George Oreganato, Why Don't You Love Me?

So it isn't as poetic as, let's say, David Duchovny, Why Don't You Love Me?, but few things, very few things, are.

I have, at this late hour, just arrived home from dinner and drinks with George Oreganato.  The real, live George Oreganato, who was, I must say, extremely cool about the fact that I portrayed him in my book as not only a big dork, but also as a little bit scary.

Okay, so he's very cute, and he does not wear socks, argyle or other, in the summer.

Is the universe trying to tell me something???

But then, if it is, I am home, blogging, and not still somewhere with George Oreganato.  What does it mean?  Really, what?

Lost

Who cried last night at the end of Lost?  When Vincent broke free from Shannen and was swimming and swimming out to the raft, and the little boy was yelling, "Go back, Vincent!  Go back," and then Vincent went back?  Just about killed me.

And who thinks that Shannen, while very, very pretty, looks somewhat like an alien?

GCC Presents: A Connecticut Fashionista in King Arthur's Court

Marianne Mancusi's new book, A Connecticut Fashionista in King Arthur's Court, is in stores now.  It's the story of a fashion editor who encounters a gypsy curse that sends her back in time to the days of King Arthur. 

It's the first chick-lit time travel ever, and it's b een praised by Pubisher's Weekly as a "sparkling debut," and "a nice twist on the modern girl's search for prince charming."  I, for one, could use a nice twist on the modern girl's search for prince charming.

Read an excerpt here. 
Visit Marianne's blog here. 

Best of luck, Marianne!

The Cartoon Version of Me

Love the cartoon version of me...read an interview with me on Booklust.