To chase the whales through the frost and snow
Good morning! It is my very great pleasure to invite you to the book birthday of As the Tide Came Flowing In.

Originally conceived as a twentieth anniversary secret project, this chapbook has instead come out in time for my writing career to be legally old enough to drink, which is apt enough since the title novelette traces ultimately back to the seventeenth-century onion bottle, salt-green, sand-swirled, which came to me from the window of the China Sea Marine Trading Company and before that the mouth of a river in the Caribbean. The cycle of poems which precedes it has sources as disparate as family histories and folk songs, dead languages and pressing plagues, a nineteenth-century schooner fetched up by winter storms on Newcomb Hollow Beach. Publishing-wise, it spans seven years, but strands of it are old as childhood.
Thank you to Anna Tambour and Matthew Revert for the ocean-hearted cover, to Jeannelle M. Ferreira and Layla Lawlor for the antiquities of the interior, and to R.B. Lemberg, Yoon Ha Lee, Mike Allen, and Bogi Takács for the honor of their blurbs. Rob Noyes took the author photo. Three pieces of jewelry by Elise Matthesen are threaded throughout.
As the summer draws to fall in my hemisphere, please consider taking this book with you to a beach if you have one, although a ghost will do just as well if not. It may be purchased through Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Indiebound, your local independent bookstore. It has been a long sea-road to this volume. I am pleased to set it adrift in the world.

Originally conceived as a twentieth anniversary secret project, this chapbook has instead come out in time for my writing career to be legally old enough to drink, which is apt enough since the title novelette traces ultimately back to the seventeenth-century onion bottle, salt-green, sand-swirled, which came to me from the window of the China Sea Marine Trading Company and before that the mouth of a river in the Caribbean. The cycle of poems which precedes it has sources as disparate as family histories and folk songs, dead languages and pressing plagues, a nineteenth-century schooner fetched up by winter storms on Newcomb Hollow Beach. Publishing-wise, it spans seven years, but strands of it are old as childhood.
Thank you to Anna Tambour and Matthew Revert for the ocean-hearted cover, to Jeannelle M. Ferreira and Layla Lawlor for the antiquities of the interior, and to R.B. Lemberg, Yoon Ha Lee, Mike Allen, and Bogi Takács for the honor of their blurbs. Rob Noyes took the author photo. Three pieces of jewelry by Elise Matthesen are threaded throughout.
As the summer draws to fall in my hemisphere, please consider taking this book with you to a beach if you have one, although a ghost will do just as well if not. It may be purchased through Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Indiebound, your local independent bookstore. It has been a long sea-road to this volume. I am pleased to set it adrift in the world.
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(Is there a picture of that bottle anywhere?)
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Thank you! I very much hope you enjoy it.
(Is there a picture of that bottle anywhere?)
There used to be in the days of LJ, but the hosting has broken since. It can be glimpsed in these photos. I'll try to take a better one for you tomorrow.
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Fortunately, it is not compulsory!
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And those are some great blurbs, even if I did initially read 'deft' as 'daft'!
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And those are some great blurbs, even if I did initially read 'deft' as 'daft'!
I shall think of it as tribute to Tadhg Coneelly.
(The blurbs are wonderful to me.)
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I love the blurbs! I tweeted it and quoted two bits, "a singular voice, as startling and intricate as winter waves crashing ashore" from RB Lemberg, and "Reading her poems and stories is the sweetest of ways to drown" from Yoon Ha Lee. NICE.
(Upon reflection, 7:30 in the morning was not the most opportune of times to tweet it, but I WILL TWEET IT AGAIN LATER.)
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Thank you! I hope it finds its way swiftly to you.
(Upon reflection, 7:30 in the morning was not the most opportune of times to tweet it, but I WILL TWEET IT AGAIN LATER.)
I appreciate it whatever time of day!
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It took a lot of work to make it a book-object, and I am really pleased that it is one at last.
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*hugs*
Thank you so much for everything you are doing to support it.
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Thank you! May it reach you posthaste.
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Water holds time. We're cool.
Thank you so much!
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*hugs*
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*goes to place order*
May it ship without delay.
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Thank you!
*hugs*