I won a poker tournament this week. Wanna see?
In other news, my book went live at Amazon on Wednesday. Yesterday, it went live on Apple, Kobo, B&N and some other places. Click here for the universal link. So pretty.
I spent most of yesterday being a toad. Today, I'll get back to work. The voices in my head are having a war about which book to do and they're bombarding me with scenes. One side is throwing scenes for SCIU #4. The other side is chucking bits of Shroudlands #2. Gah. Not sure who'll win yet, but the battle is fierce.
There's a big black dog running loose in the area. He's gorgeous. A black lab mix of some kind. I swear if I see him out by the highway again, I'm coaxing him into my car and bringing him home. I'll look for his owners. Honest I will. Stop laughing... I'll do it. Okay, maybe not super hard... But his coat is clean and shiny, so someone has to own him. If I see him hit on the highway, though, I'm going to be very sad and extremely pissed. I think I will call him Rochester. Of Jane Eyre, not Jack Benny.
I do have a affinity for Rochester of Jack Benny fame, though. Have had one since I was a little girl. I was also super fond of Jimmy Durante. Ha chatta cha. And Lou Costello. Can't watch the old Abbott and Costello movies anymore. I still love Lou, but Bud pisses me right the hell off.
There are tiny red buds on my redbud tree. And itty-bitty leaves on my lilac. It's supposed to get cold again tonight. If it freezes and kills my tiny buds, I'm going to have a sad.
This winter has been really weird. Hot and cold, hot and cold. Blerg.
Okay, time to toddle off. Have a great day. And feel free to drop whatever comments you may before you leave.