Summer! Summer! Summer! How I adore you in all your 111 degree Vegas glory. Here’s a little update on what I’ve been up to…
1. I’m coming at you from my new office, which is 78% done. I will post pictures as soon as I’m 100% and ready to show off all the loveliness (also, once my office is, erm, clean. So it might be awhile). But in the meantime, here is a messy sneak peak, taken from my comfy leopard-print writing recliner. You read all those words right.
That white board is my next novel, which I’m hard at work on right now. It’s also my 9-year-olds favorite place to leave me notes, which is cute until she erases a major plot point. I’m living off a diet of pepsi and granola bars, which is far healthier than my diet for my last book–cheetos and, well, pepsi.
Yes, my keyboard still has orange stains from those days.
And those bookcases. I can’t wait to show you the full glory of those bookcases.
2. Speaking of glory, I went to Hawaii last week to do a little research for a possible book idea. I wanted to get the full view of the island Kauai, which to me means driving around, maybe with the windows down. But to my husband, “view” meant a helicopter ride with no doors and only a flimsy seatbelt saving me from certain death. I almost have to write a book about it now, just so that experience wasn’t for naught
(it really wasn’t for naught. Despite my feelings on heights, it was serene and beautiful. A bucket list kind of thing)
3. GOING VINTAGE ebook is on sale for $2.99. Barrrrrrgain, yo. It’s been up a few days, so not sure how long the sale runs. I love summer ebook sales!
4. Oh, and speaking of helicopters, I am woefully behind on my reading, but Hawaii did give me time to catch up, and I’m so glad I finally got to devour (literally, in 2 1/2 hours), Blythe Woolston’s gripping BLACK HELICOPTERS. (I read it after the helicopter ride. Inspired, I guess). It’s one of the books I don’t want to summarize, just.. read it. At only 100 something pages, it’s good at showing a lot without having too say much, and the suspense was something else.