First thing on the agenda - I believe I mentioned a bookstore meeting this afternoon about The Day The Sky Fell Down. That very thing happened and will be continued over the next couple of days... mostly because I wanted it to be done right, so I dropped a copy off with them to see what they were getting themselves into. I'm spinning my wheels in the sand over getting stuck into it but the whole experience will be a sweeter taste if we're all into it and not just me.
I might regret saying that but I hope not!
Next up: this years P.INK DAY is alive and kicking in the USA. I was desperate to get behind this here in the UK and launch something of equal scale and value (because I probably can) but I dropped all the balls a long time ago. Next year, I swear I will be better prepared - mostly by starting to organise it some time in the next few weeks. I'm very passionate about this for all the reasons you can read in these two articles from last year.
If you're intrigued by the concept, think it could change a life that's a close satellite to yourself or you happen to be on one side of the coin or the other, please get in touch. I have a lot of tools at my disposal to make this happen here next year, but I'd rather not do it all by myself.
Anyway, over at the CP&B HQ where all of this originated from, they've made an iPhone app: "that allows survivors to “try on” a mastectomy tattoo in the privacy of their own homes — to envision what their future might look like. It’s a significant unmet need for survivors who don’t think of themselves as 'tattoo people' and may be intimidated by the tattoo process."
More info on the app and what it does are available here, there's a YouTube video of how it works here and if you're in the mood, you can just get the hell on with downloading the app right here - or you could just throw some money in the pot. There's a donate button around there somewhere. Making stuff happen is not cheap.
Rewinding again (jumpy mind), while I was in the bookstore, I stumbled across something I didn't know existed and that was a travel book by Ian Fleming. It's called Thrilling Cities - I've only read the first entry but it's damn good. Excellent even. If you give a damn about exploring the planet you live on, it's a peach and it looks like this:
I had a look around when I got home to check its heritage and found this killer cover design from some years ago:
Sometimes, progress is not all its cracked up to be. This older version kicks way more ass on the shelf. Maybe I'll scout around for it. If I can find an old copy, it will probably smell right too.