Okay, first things first. Married-Couple-Slash-Alter-Ego Giveaway Winner Dale & Patty Jacks? Has not contacted me. I even gave him/her/them a WHOLE EXTRA DAY. Nothing. Not a peep.
SAD TROMBONE, DALE & PATTY.
So you know what that means. Off to random.org I scurried, and our new winner is:
CRYSTAL! And Crystal, I reeeeeally hope you are the Crystal who lives here in Birmingham because that would mean both my winners are local and THAT would mean I don’t have to mail either book and THAT would mean NO POSTAGE COSTS FTW.
Um, but if you’re a different Crystal, no worries, yeah?
(Okay, just quickly before I talk about anything else, I have GOT to tell y’all about this guy sitting next to me in Starbucks. He has settled himself down at a table that is LITERALLY two feet away from me, even though there are OUTLETS A-PLENTY at tables all over this dadgum place. He’s listening to some kind of music that, as far as I can tell, is just people snapping, and every time he answers the phone [which is a lot] he goes, “Yeah, dawg.”)
(What is happening here? Where am I? I thought I left all the creepers at PANERA.)
(If you didn’t get that joke, you really need to start following me on Twitter. There has been some STUFF GOING DOWN at the Panera, people.)
(Oh my gosh now he’s ARGUING with someone on the phone. I have got to get OUT OF HERE.)
So anyway, how is everyone doing so far with the Christmas and whatnot? I’m gonna try to say this without coming off too cheesy, but based on some of the blogs and tweets I’ve seen, I think it might be a good idea for some people to take a long, hot bath, and maybe a nap? And maybe a deep breath or two, yes? Try not to let the cleaning and the shopping and the cooking take away your joy?
All I’m saying is, there’s power in delegation. For example, yesterday while playing with Baby Girl, a very . . . um . . . pungent scent wafted past my nostrils. I looked at Rob and said, “Baby Girl smells like poop, can you check into that? I’m gonna go dosomethingback hhuewelsd…..”
The Trail-Off-Excuse, as demonstrated above, is a great way to delegate. It alllllmost sounds like a legit reason to not do whatever you want to get out of doing, but because you’re not actually saying WORDS, there’s no way anyone can challenge you. It does, however, require a speedy exit out of the room.
(OMG now the guy is going, “I can’t HEAR YOU, dawg. You MUFFLED. You MUFFLED, DAWG.”)
(Maybe you should GET THE HECK OUTTA THIS STARBUCKS, DAWG, or I’m about to MUFFLE YOU.)
Anyway, I think this is a good time to give you an update on Creepy Faces Book. I’ve written 6 chapters, and then tweaked all of them based on my crit partners’ feedback.
Can I just tell you how much I love my CPs? They are completely awesome and ALWAYS see something I’ve missed. More than that, they see the potential a scene has and suggest things I might never have thought of.
So yeah, the book’s going great. This is the slowest I’ve ever written a first draft, and it feels as strong as some of my 3rd or 4th drafts have been in the past. And you know, it’s actually good that it’s taking a while, because Lord knows I need something to distract me while I query.
Hey, did y’all know there’s a lot of waiting when you query?
Cuz there is a LOT. OF. WAITING.
(OMG, there is a couple in the corner who is totally on a blind date and they are trying to impress each other and laughing WAY too loudly.)
Okay . . . I think it’s time to wrap this up. What are you doing for the holidays? Traveling? Staying home? I would stick around and elaborate on the Blind Date Laugh-stravaganza, but really, I’ve got to get home, DAWGS.
Peace out and Merry Christmas!