Apologies in advance for any incoherence in this post – I came back from New York three days ago and jetlag is sticking to me like glue. I don’t even feel perky in the evenings, it just feels like 4am all the time. It might be over-stimulation as well as international travel that’s pickling my brains right now; I came over for an author event at Bank Street Bookstore (a children’s literary paradise north of Central Park) and to discuss plans for an upcoming Warriors tour with the folk at HarperCollins Inc. Yup, one-third of Erin Hunter is going on the road to promote the latest subseries, Power of Three. Excited, much?
The finer details have yet to be worked out, but I’ll be leaving the UK on April 21 and visiting seven US cities over about two weeks. I’m honoured and humbled and a little bit scared, all at once. The events themselves don’t worry me – I’m like the Energiser bunny when it comes to talking about my beloved feral cats, and I practically had to be dragged out of Bank Street Bookstore before I could be shut up. Warriors fans make for a pretty delightful audience as they take things very seriously and ask great questions that give me a chance to think about the themes and characters in more detail than I usually have time for (you might be interested to know that girls are more visibly awed, while boys tend to come up with the more difficult and unexpected questions). My publicist (I will never ever get tired of saying that) Audra has suggested some cute ways of making the events more interactive, such as writing an original script featuring established feline characters that fans can act out on the spot. I’ll do a reading from Power of Three Book One: The Sight, chat for a while about the shades of gray in theme and characterisation that fascinate me so much when it comes to these books, and answer as many questions as I can before the lights get turned out. No sweat. Bring it on. And while I’m feeling like a true diva, I like my M&Ms blue.