MAJOR UPDATE:
Proofs for the e-book are in! They look great, other than one minor formatting glitch, so I'm hopeful they'll be ready soon. If you preordered during crowdfunding (laowai, waiguoren or zhongguotong), you should be able to download a copy in the not-too-distant future. Thank you again for everything; this would not have been possible without your support.
I've also been setting up a few readings/signings around the pub date (Nov. 10th), so please mark your calendars! As of right now, the following events are confirmed:
Nov. 12th (Thursday) at 7:00pm in Oakland, CA: Release party at Wolfman's Bookstore
Nov. 21st (Saturday) at 1:00pm in Needham, MA: Signing and discussion at New England Mobile Book Fair
Nov. 25th (Wednesday) at 4:30pm in Boston, MA: Release party at Row 34
Apr. 7th (Thursday) at 6:00pm in Boston, MA: Reading at the Boston Public Library
I've created Facebook invitations for the first two on my author page and am trying to book readings in Los Angeles, Denver and New York as well. The release party at Row 34 will be a private event, but any backers in the Boston area are certainly invited! Expect invitations for that to arrive in the next month or so. Can't wait to celebrate.
If you could continue to help me spread the word, I'd really appreciate it. Posting, tweeting, recommending, patrolling the streets in a sandwich board—it all goes a long way. If you are on social media, the official hashtag we've decided to use is #upMdownC. It would really be cool to see a few posts other than my own showing up there!
Again, thank you, thank you, thank you. Hope to see you all soon.
Quincy
He woke up early the next morning and packed his toiletries in the dark, brushing his teeth in the cold of the bathroom, feeding the chickens, clearing the sink. The streets were empty save for a noodle cart, and, but for a grayness above the hills, there was little to be seen as he trudged across town. He bought some baozi from a man with one good eye on Jiuyi Lu and responded to all of the vendor’s questions regarding life in the West. The cost of goods. The balance of power. The habits of b. . .
He stood in the waiting hall of the station, searching the crowd for a seat, the Chinese squatting among their baggage and eyeing him like children through the half-muted light of the clerestory. The air was smoke-filled and dusty and close and very hot, and, as the sun set, the shadows from the muntins tracked its course overhead. He reached down and gathered his belongings. Although he did not have much, what he did had been packed in the luggage at his feet – a carryall, a trolley case, a p. . .