In lieu of a mediation, I present more than you ever wanted to know about Etsey.
For the past few days I have been exclusively working on a project which you may now view in its just-minted and probably very rough form, www.etseynovels.com. At the moment it’s a redirect to my Mobile Me site, but it’s still a site, and holy shit, but it was WORK.
It started as a means to marketing but also became a sort of almanac to the book itself, something the editorial staff at Loose Id thought it needed, and I agreed. And so I have created this monstrosity of a website, which will be linked in the book (I think) and will also be featured in a greatest hits glossary there. I think.
It was fun to do, but slightly strange. It’s a little creepy how easily I can map out the finer details of a whole world and several cultures between loads of laundry and trips to the store. Some of this I’ve known for a long time, but some of this only solidified in factual form when I sat down to extract it from story ether to website. Sometimes I stopped and shook my head, wondering where in the hell I was pulling this shit from. And yet it’s all so right there. Somewhere.
And so I present to you the world of Etsey, which you can’t read about in fiction form yet but will soon. There is more crap there than anyone could possibly want to know. There’s even a twenty minute sound sample of music I listened to while I wrote it. Why I felt this was so essential I don’t know. And yet there it is.
Very likely there are mistakes in spelling and/or link organization. If you would like to point those out to me here or in email, I will think of you with great fondness and name a star for you in the Etsian sky.
(The guy in the icon is Ewan MacGregor, who in my head plays Charles Perry, the most delicious and wonderful hero who ever lived on paper.)