I still have HIGH HOPES for this blog. I have a fun slobbering beast update all planned, but unfortunately the slobbering beast is making it difficult to actually write about him, as I am too busy dealing with the chaos he creates to actually sit down for longer than thirty seconds. I swear, he and my son are in league. BUT … do not give up hope. I should get to it this week, even if I have to give him Benadryl (Side note: I did actually have medical approval to Benadryl the heck out of him last year, when he swallowed a wasp. Before going down that giant maw, the wasp stung the holy crap out of his face, making it swell up so that the flesh over his eyes was the size of walnuts. He did in fact konk out, and it was the quietest evening we’ve had since Harley came to live here.)
In the MEANTIME, I am offering several shiny distractions:
The Secret Writer has an interview up with me. Thanks, Calum, for your thoughtful questions and attention to detail! (Plus, it’s my first international interview — do I get frequent flier miles with that?)
Tartitude ran a fabulous Mary Stewart contest (I posted it on my Facebook Author page — you do know that I have a Facebook Author page that you can like, don’t you???) and I may or may not have entered said contest with a tiny snippet from my work in progress.
Finally, between the cold and the rain and the cold and the thunderstorms and the cold and the tornado warnings, my little secret garden is still managing to come to life: