Moving tomorrow, again, and not for the last time, because some real estate people are sheisty.
Had to stop and look up sheisty, which is based on shyster, to make sure it wasn't a slur against my peeps the Jews. Turns out it's based on the German Scheisser, which means "one who shits." So, probably.
So, moving, sheisty, sitting in a torn-up apartment that's only half packed, etc.
Life is still good.
Just heard that Girlbomb is going into its sixth printing, which explains all the delightful young women I've never met who are befriending me on Facebook lately.
I'm also looking forward to September's UK re-release of The Runaway. If only there were enough sedatives in the world to make it possible for me to fly to England.
Been writing a bunch, too. Feels great. The secret to my success: I keep starting new things every day and never going back to work on any of them. HAHAHAHA. Take that, superego.
Also, I want to say thanks to the people who keep saying nice things in the comments. I feel dopey going into a bunch of threads to say "gosh, thanks," but I definitely appreciate the very kind praise I've received from readers on this blog.
Um, that's it for now. Moving tomorrow; will be offline for day or two. Or a month. JUST KIDDING. Maybe.