Is it wrong for me to be annoyed at Naomi Kritzer for having a journal and not telling me, leaving me to find out about it completely by accident while snuffling through my server logs? Yes, yes it is. Even so: Jeez, Naomi. Thanks a lot. However, now I’ve found you out, so ha! Also, y’all should check it out, since among other things she has a far more reasonable take on the Newsweek “perfect mother” story than I do (no self-loathing Gen-Xery required). Also, check out her books, because she’s a fine writer. I’ve been salivating for Freedom’s Apprentice for a while now.
Also annoying: When your Amazon ranking suddenly spikes and you don’t know why. This was an Instapundit-worthy spike, but he’s not been talking about OMW recently (he’s been busy blogging the Insta-wife’s hospital stay, and I have to say I’m happy to see she’s doing reasonably well — He’s much less of a wreck than I would be if my wife were in the hospital. As with everyone else, I’m hoping everything continues to be well and better than well for her). So now I have no clue. I mean, maybe there isn’t an excuse; maybe six people simultaneously decided to pick up the book from Amazon for no good reason at all. But let’s just say I’m an intelligent design proponent in this case: Someone’s behind it.
See, this is the pathology of my Amazon Ranking mania (most authors have one of one sort or another). I don’t particularly care whether the number is high or low (at this point, anyway; as I’ve mentioned before, as soon as Old Man’s War went into the second printing, I declared victory and had a nice snack), but sharp movements in the ranking interest me. Call it my need to know.