Okay, I got a good review!!!! This made me happy, in a dancing fool sorta way. I'm trying not to be jealous of my fellow authors, I really am. I just am not good at being unpopular. Hated it in school, now I hate it in writing. And when 5 out of 6 of they authors who have been released on the same day consistently place in the top ten, what's a girl to think? Silly, who me?

On the work front, things are progressing. I have begun to take apart my next Aislyn novel. But for those you you who've read it, I have a question. Did the multiple points of view work for you? Could you handle it in a whole novel or would one be the best bet for you? No one is commenting on this at all. I would like some feedback from you guys.

And that's pretty much all I have to say about that. 

Ready for it campers? Here's something to brighten up your day.

So my friend and I decided that after a hard week of teaching we would go to the gym. Don't ask, our logic is twisted and we need to lose weight. Anyhoo, we finish a grueling punishment...er...workout while NOT visualizing naughty boys and girls we'd liked to choke and decide to reward ourselves. With an supreme iced cappuccino (choco milk, choco drizzle, whipped cram galore...yes we know. But the actual going to the gym ups metabolism so eventually, it'll all even out *that's our argument*). Again, I point to the logic quote above.

Ready for the stupid part? We buy her kiddo a doughnut, get the iced caps and are merrily chatting away as I suddenly go through the pocket seizure (you know, where you are checking every pocket you have in every article of clothing you have on or with you?). We never got our change and we were drive thru. We go back for it and I'm waiting in the car with the kiddo while she goes in. The kiddo is occuping himself, so I just start playing with my whip cream. You know, trying to figure out how to make it sexy to steal a dollop off the top, because I figure it will make a great scene in one of my stories.

 Again, don't ask, there's no support groups for my kind of weirdness up here.

I'm...how do I put this nicely...ample chested. The whip cream is gravity prone. I'm wearing a black tank...I'll write the equation so you can do the math...whip cream+gravity+tractor beam cleavage = ....

So I'm trying to get the whip cream without benefit of napkins using fingers and tongue. Normally this wouldn't be a problem, except I look up to find about a dozen pairs of eyes watching and a massive line up in the drive thru we parked in front of. Apparently I brought sexy back, just not the way I would have wanted. *Sigh*

Okay, my novella is released through Samhain Publishing company, right? They released six books with similar themes on the same day. Of those six books, on their MBaM site, five of them are listed as top sellers.  Guess who's not? MEEEEEEE! WHAAAAAAAAANN. 

And I'm done crying. Now comes the flurry of self-doubt. Was it because I just wasn't as good as the others? Could it be that I didn't put in enough promo time (this is the likely cause. I'm notoriously shy on chat boards and posting)? Why didn't they like my book as good as everyone elses? 

I just need to finish another project, submit and try again. That's all I can do if I want to succeed in the business side of writing, right?

But man am I bummed about not making the best seller list for this week too. Maybe I'll buy and ad on some of the romance sites, when I get paid next week. This is just painful for me. And I don't have any reviews that I can find... I am so paranoid!

I should be at a staff meeting right now. But at about 3 am this morning I woke up with a spliting headache, possibly a migraine but I didn't really want to admit that. So I had to wait until 7 am until I could call in. I've even been avoiding most of the chocolate, caffeine and cheese that is supposed to trigger the damn things...

And I can't rest either. That's the thing. It needs to be quiet and peaceful and I managed to get myself under the covers for a while, at least until 11. Then the pills wore off and I didn't want to take another fistful 'cause I'm stubborn and the head had eased off enough that I could talk above a whisper...

So I surf the web, wishing I were well enough to go for a walk and that summer break were here and I had enough money to last me two months without a pay cheque...which might actually be okay if I get my but in gear, do my taxes and see how much money I actually made from the release week of Even for Me.

Which brings me to the reason for this post. I actually decided to print out all 50,000 words of When All Else Fails.  It's the sequel to Even and needs a ton of work. I am beginning that whole process while writing another story. Maybe if I have two projects on the go I will be able to keep my muse busy and not coming up with yet another tale that HAS to be told now. 

Hello all!
Well, yesterday was the day! Even for Me has hit the virtual shelf and (I hope, anyway) is now flying off!!!!! I was so excited about this for the passed few days!

So cosmic karma kicked me in the teeth at my day job. Well, you can't win 'em all. I was late to work because I had to go the bank and since my prep time is first thing, thought I had as much time in the world. This was in error. I walked in five minutes late to find my administrator sitting there waiting for me...watching the clock. I hadn't gotten a call from him to say we were meeting and I'm off-campus but it was still my error. I 'fess. We met, we worked, we finished up, we started chatting. I spouted off my good news. Then I had to convince my administrator that I actually DID publish a book, but he seemed to discount it due to the fact that it was an ebook. I don't think he'd heard of them before then. After that, the children arrived. My high energy kids. Those same kids had a serious case of cabin fever (the snow has started to melt, I can actually walk on PAVEMENT not ICE!!!). On the fun side, we harboured a fugitive.

She had gorgeous brown eyes and was very quiet. She'd escaped under two fences. She was very sweet as well, jumping onto any available lap as soon as she could and giving plenty of kisses. The humane society is just down the road from where I work, and Zoe (the kids chose another name for her brief soujourn with us, but her real name was Zoe) hated being cooped up there. Being a Jack Russell Terrier (think the dog on Fraser but jazzed up on multiple cups of java and HIGHLY INTELLIGENT), she escaped from her kennel then the perimeter fence and naturally gravitated to energetic children who instantly fell in love and hated me for being the meanie who called Animal Control. But we were told when the shelter has its hours and invited to come down and walk the dogs on fine days (what a great way to burn off energy on a day when you won't get any work done anyways, and the kids contribute to the community! I love this for so many reasons). So it might not have started so great, but it ended on a somewhat high note. After school, went to the library and got some movies and a book for my walk in the sunshine.  It's supposed to snow next week. Blahhh!

So for those of you who were expecting an author to be out celebrating with champagne and strawberries, sorry to disabuse you of the notion. My life is so far from glamourous it's scary. Have fun and keep safe all! 

Okay, it's been over a month since I posted. YES! ftw I rule!  I'm not explaining the initials either. You get it or you don't. Excuse my language. Had my tests this morning to see if I have breast cancer. What a wonderful feeling to have a totally strange woman pushing around on your chest with goo answering just about every question with "I can't really see anything due to your breast type." Apparently I'm just naturally lumpy, but with my family history, they're going to schedule me with a mammogram. There's a two month waiting list up here. At least...So I really know nothing different now than I did before, except that if there is a cancerous growth, it's small and hiding. Which I suppose it good...right?

I'm going to the gym more and trying to eat less. Some days I'm successful, some not. I have determined that I just need to get out of bed earlier and get my butt in gear. The evening writing isn't going so well. Maybe I just need to get into the whole write-in-the-morning thing. Shake it up and fake it til you make it, right?

So there's my update. Take it for what it is. Over and out.