Quite to the contrary, actually. Since I last wrote–in November of last year no less–I sold three books! Squee! Double squee! Squeeing like a ten-year-old girl at a Jonas Brothers concert!
SQUEE!
So I’ve been feverishly writing and, well, that’s about it. But that’s ok, because I can squee while writing. It frightens my dogs, but in can be done.
The publisher, Ballantine Books. The pub date, Fall 2010. The way cool editor, Junessa Villoria. The best agent evvva, Jennifer Schober.
Um, now I have to go, you know, write.
I promise to update on a more regular basis. Really. Cross my heart.
Really.
