Wednesday, July 29, 2009
REDIRECTING YOU NOW
You are being redirected to my wordpress blog.
Just sit tight and you'll be there in seconds.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
New blog at wordpress
There have been updates at www.rhiannonlassiter.com, tweaks to the layout of the 'about the author' and 'connect' areas, a new blog added and lots of links to social networking sites where I have a presence.
http://www.rhiannonlassiter.com - for the website
http://rhiannonlassiter.wordpress.com - to go directly to the new blog.
Please admire the curvy corners of the connect area.
PS: My reasons for moving from blogger to wordpress are:
a) easier to customise css
b) better implemenation of tagging and archiving
c) generally recommended
However, it's not perfect at wordpress, problems are:
a) can't edit html at all
b) customising css could be even easier still if not based on a template
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Disaster has struck
I have damaged my MacBook (as yet I'm not sure how badly/expensively). I have lost data (9 days worth - don't know yet if it's recoverable). I have lost access to my normal file structures. My email is a mess.
Um. If you want to connect with me electronically, you may be out of luck. If there's anything urgent, please phone.
WOE. WOE IS ME.
Sunday, October 05, 2008
At the Guardian Award
I've been sick with a nasty cold recently so I'm late in updating my blog about the Guardian Award. The party was held in London, in the old press room. Writers and judges mingled with book world folk and the junior critics and I found myself the centre of a swarm of well-dressed and self-possessed young people who politely asked me to sign copys of my book and autograph books and to have my picture taken.
I did meet Nancy Netherwood and her sister Evie, as well as a host of Twilight fans (all team Edward), an intense and determined aspirant young writer called Arram (pictured right) who I wouldn't be at all surprised to see publishing her own work in another five to ten years. Shout outs also to the very pretty girl in the polka-dotted dress, the critic's friend who was given my book because her friend thought she'd enjoy it and the brunette in the pink top whose picture is below. I promised her a copy of this photo but being ill has driven it out of my mind, except I *think* it began with an R - let me hear from you, my friend.
The award was won by Patrick Ness for The Knife of Never Letting Go.