Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Blatant Self Promotion (thank you, Booklist)

I promise, I'm not going to flood anyone's lists with this or bring it up too often in conversation. I'm just posting this here and at Crimespace because, damn it, you write a book alone, you sit around for months wondering about it, and it's just nice to get something like this.

From Oct. 1 Booklist:

Cries and Whiskers
Simon, Clea (author)
Dec. 2007, 260 pp. Poisoned Pen, hardcover, $24.95. (9781590584644)

Freelance journalist Theda Krakow is back with a cat story that is anything but cozy. When an animal-rights activist who cared more about wild creatures than people is killed by a hit-and-run driver, Theda is not particularly upset. She is busy covering the Cambridge, Massachusetts, club scene and investigating a new designer drug that is endangering both musicians and patrons. Her boyfriend, Bill, a homicide detective, is recuperating from a broken leg, and her cat, Musetta, resents the time that she spends with him. When Theda learns that the accident victim was rescuing feral cats during a winter storm, she decides to help her friend Violet, a punk rocker who owns an animal shelter, investigate. As she learns more about the tensions within the animal-rights group and the origins of the dangerous drug, Theda finds that she may have the biggest story of her career. It may also be her last. Simon has written a fast-moving story full of lively characters, both two- and four-legged. This series is highly recommended for mystery fans who love cats but who prefer to leave the crime-solving to humans.
Barbara Bibel
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Linda L. Richards said...

Hey! It ain't blatant self-promotion when it's on your personal blog. It's not only accepted, it's expected. (If not here then where, right?) Especially when the news is this divine. You go, Thea!

Clea Simon said...

Thanks, Linda - Don't know if I ever told you this story, which I swear is true.

When I was first setting out to "be a writer," that is, to try for freelance assignments, submit stories, whatever, I wanted to be professional, so I made up two file folders. One said, "Rejections." The other: "Exceptions."

No, it wasn't conscious. The subconscious has more of a sense of irony than know.