Wednesday, July 23, 2014

GRAYWOLF TOUR BLOG

Hello All,

So when Cataract City came out in the US recently, they sent me on a little tour. Forthwith is my chronicle of that tour, posted on the Graywolf blog!

US TOUR SHENANIGANS

All best,
Craig.

Monday, July 14, 2014

CATARACT CITY — BARNES AND NOBLE REVIEW

Hello All,

Well, this is very nice. My immense thanks to Ryan Chapman for the very gracious review. It really means a lot as the book leaks out in the US.

B&N REVIEW

All best,
Craig.

Saturday, July 12, 2014

Cataract City Interview at My Bookish Ways

Hello All,

Back from a little tour in support of CC, NY and Boston. My brother and I hopscotching around a few states. A damn fine time. More on that in a bit. For now, here's an interview with Kristin at My Bookish Ways. Many thanks to her for taking the time!

MY BOOKISH WAYS

All best,
Craig.

Saturday, June 28, 2014

CATARACT CITY US READING DATES

Hello All,

I'm coming to the States for a couple readings when Graywolf "drops" Cataract City in the US. They'll be on the 8th of July, in Newtonville (Boston) and the 10th, in Brooklyn.

NEWTONVILLE/BOSTON

BROOKLYN

My brother and I will be road-tripping it together, so we look forward to drinking some US brews and eating some US eats and meeting some US folks. If you are in those areas on those days, free, and willing, hope to see you there!

All best, Craig.

Sunday, June 22, 2014

Now available to pre-order, with snazzy cover!

Hello All,

Like I've said on prior occasions, I don't know who this scumsucker is but still, I make it a point to promote his aims for some perverse private reason.

PREORDER THE DEEP IN THE US

Coming soon: preorder links for Canada, the UK, and Germany.

All best,
Craig.

Friday, June 20, 2014

French Cover for CC

Hello All,

Here's the French cover for Cataract City, coming out in a few months. Published by Albin Michel, the Terre D'Amerique subsection, overseen by the esteemed Francis Geffard. Colleen and I will get to go to Paris when it's released, so even if the book tanks we get a free trip out of the deal!



All best, 
Craig.

Tuesday, May 27, 2014

TOILET TRAINING

Hello All,

Well, I don't imagine this blog will ever turn into one of those "Daddy Blogs" where I recount the minutae of the parental life. Not that I have any issues with blogs of that nature—and not that my role as a father hasn't already crept into my fictional output—but I guess I'm not always as attuned to the day-to-day oddities of fatherhood as others.

But we've been trying to toilet train our son recently. It's an interesting experience. Apparently it's instuctive for Nicholas to watch people ... well, peeing. Guys especially, because the plumbing's the same. He won't be standing up to pee for quite some time—that's high-level-of-difficulty stuff for a toddler. And it's not like I'm taking him to public urinals and saying:

"Now watch this guy's technique—it's stellar! That's some great, great pissing on display there! Good shaking off, too, after the deed: not too showy, just enough to get the job done and get the tool back into the toolshed with no wetting."

No, no, there's none of that. I'm not saying it would scar him, I'm not saying it would not. Just doesn't seem the thing to be done.

But that means it falls to me. So now any time I feel the urge I announce with great fanfare:

"Time for Daddy to go pee-pee!"

Nicholas is greatly enthused by this. He puts down whatever he was doing and toddles on into the bathroom to watch. Now it's a weird sensation to pee in front of someone else—I recognize certain fetishists pay a pricey penny for the thrill, but for me, aside from standing beside dudes at the public urinals, it's not my thing. But now I've got this pint-sized gawker watching me pee. He's very intent, too, his eyes burning practically a hole in the toilet. He looks at my ... uh, thingie as I suppose I might refer to it for him, then into the toilet with the splashing and whatnot, then back up, then down, then up again and down like he's watching a ping-pong match. It's all very strange but hey, the boy's gotta learn somehow.

But then yesterday I announce it's pee-pee time and Nick follows me in and I'm halfway done and he kind of sighs and wanders back into the main room to play with his train set. I don't know if it was simply a weak showing on my part or, more likely, that he's like: I got it, Dad. Pee goes in the big white bowl. Check. Not to be a jerk about it, but it's kind of passe now. Booooooring.

I felt just a little hurt. Stung. I finished with a sad trickle and zipped up and looked in the mirror and said: "You still got it, baby" just to buck myself up after this ego-sapping blow.

So I guess my job is done on that front. I can check it off on the list. I'm sure I'll be doing something weird in the service of fatherhood again soon, however.

All best, Craig.