{"id":2632,"date":"2013-07-22T11:17:55","date_gmt":"2013-07-22T16:17:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.ajaalto.com\/?p=2632"},"modified":"2013-10-07T11:28:15","modified_gmt":"2013-10-07T16:28:15","slug":"cold-company-release-day-and-other-stuff-things","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.ajaalto.com\/?p=2632","title":{"rendered":"Cold Company (and other stuff & things)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Howdy, folks (whoa, Writerghoulie went Cowboy there for a second<\/em>. Yeee<murder music> hawww!).<\/em> Just a quick note for today, since it is the day I came squawking into this world and I plan on doing next to diddly-squat … in fact, I will do what Diddly Squat does when he’s slacking right the fuck off. Won’t be nothing<\/em>. In fact, since I’m blogging, I can claim I “worked today.” I’ll sound all productive and shit; meanwhile, my kids know I’m\u00a0lounging with\u00a0my feet up on the desk, listening to\u00a0dubstep, creating a new Warcraft character, eating a breakfast I forced them to make me (granted, it’s an untoasted bagel half smeared with enough Nutella to murder someone with a cocoa allergy, and tea so strong I am expecting to use 3 Crest White Strips to remove the resulting stains…). But still! Blogging = writing = work. So there.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>Anyhoo, yes, today’s release! Far less scream-inducing\u00a0than my\u00a0release from the womb, I assure you. Well, I guess that depends on how easily you scare.\u00a0Cold Company <\/a>is the first Marnie Baranuik “Between the Files” novella. I will warn regular readers: ’tis a tad darker than Touched <\/a>and Death Rejoices <\/a>have been. This does not mean that I am becoming a homicidal maniac. That happened decades ago. NO!! That’s not what I–hotdiggitydangit, there goes my oh-so-clever cover. What I mean is, Marnie (like most people, fictional or not) has her grim days and her goofy days, and in Cold Company she is absolutely\u00a0less ridiculous\u00a0than she has been in the past. The subject matter demanded that the silliness go poof<\/em>, and while it didn’t entirely go poof<\/em>, it did go\u00a0splurf<\/em>,\u00a0accompanied by\u00a0a barely audible\u00a0pifft!<\/em>\u00a0As her author, I felt compelled to respect that slurf-pifft<\/em> (what kind of an author would I be if I IGNORED the fuckin’ splurf-pifft<\/em>?), and to follow the story where it wanted to take me.<\/p>\n

As a kid,\u00a0I lived next to a stretch of forest near the Welland Canal. Not, you know, in a ditch or a culvert or\u00a0something, but with my family in a house. (Damn.<\/em> The ditch would have been a great Writerghoulie backstory. I shouldn’t have dispelled that idea so quickly, I fear.\u00a0But I digress<\/em>.) My mother always told me not to follow strangers into the woods. I disregarded this wise\u00a0warning on more than one occasion, as I am a fear junkie going way back. Part of me wants to take Marnie to darker, more serious places, although I suspect she’d make a royal mess of it and would wind up being goofy despite my intentions. As her author, it’s a strange crossroads for me to arrive at. Can I make my beloved ditsy dickjockey, like,\u00a0a for-realsies super-pro?<\/p>\n

*blinks*<\/p>\n

*rereads that final sentence*<\/p>\n

BA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA *gasp, pant* ahahahahaha. Fear not: Marnie is a perpetual spaz, and her life is a\u00a0non-stop parade of demon sock-puppetry, old lady crotch punches, and zombie goop; it would be impossible for her (or me, frankly)\u00a0to remain serious for long. Now, I have slacking off to do.<\/p>\n

I hope you enjoy Cold Company as much as I enjoyed dabbling with it.<\/p>\n

-aj<\/p>\n

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Howdy, folks (whoa, Writerghoulie went Cowboy there for a second. Yeee<murder music> hawww!). Just a quick note for today, since it is the day I came squawking into this world and I plan on doing next to diddly-squat … in fact, I will do what Diddly Squat does when he’s slacking right the fuck off. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2632","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-opinions"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.ajaalto.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2632"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.ajaalto.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.ajaalto.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.ajaalto.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.ajaalto.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2632"}],"version-history":[{"count":38,"href":"http:\/\/www.ajaalto.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2632\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2807,"href":"http:\/\/www.ajaalto.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2632\/revisions\/2807"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.ajaalto.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2632"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.ajaalto.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2632"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.ajaalto.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2632"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}