This week, it’s all about me
… when it’s not all about Thing Two, that is.
The Gimlet and Thing One have spent the week at scout camp, which we’ll post about later, and are due home around midnight tonight. In the meantime, I’ll summarize a couple of old GimletBlog entries.
First, about an hour before GimletBlog shut down, I mentioned that I’d won a contest and had a T-shirt made from my winning entry. This was based on an on-line book group where we wrote limericks on particular topics. The overall book group discussion was Northanger Abbey, and the topic was “The Dreadful Black Veil” (referring to Ann Radcliffe’s The Mysteries of Udolpho). Click on the image to see the T-shirt and my limerick in Pemberley’s on-line store. As this is as close to being published as I will ever get, I’m pretty pleased … and if you can’t brag your swag on your own blog, I don’t know what this world is coming to.
Next, my worldwide fame is so fifteen minutes ago, but I can’t shut up about it — NR was selected as a finalist in the Gloria Film Festival, Adapted Screenplay category. There are 33 total screenplay finalists, three of which are adaptations. The festival runs August 16-26 in Salt Lake City. I’ve been invited to attend a networking brunch on the morning of the 17th, and the screenplay awards will be announced the evening of the 18th. If I’m still in a good mood, I’ll also attend a particular short film screening on the 21st. In addition to my daydreams of “doing lunch”, “taking meetings”, and “having my people meet your people”, we’ll spend the week hanging out in the Cache Valley Fortress of Solitude. And whether NR wins or not, Aggie ice cream will be involved.
I posted a sample scene for Pemberley and AustenBlog (two big JA fan sites) and from that about 300 people stopped by for a look. The sample received some nice compliments and nobody sent hate mail, so it was a good experience. I’m cautiously optimistic that Jane Austen fans will approve of NR should it ever be produced — at least, those fans who don’t mind modernizations.











