Random Update
Well, let's see:
- I have people coming by today to look at the house. One person has already offered me full price based solely on the exterior and the location. I told them to hold off until they see they INside! LOL I'm an idiot. I know. *hangs head*
- Last Monday, I ran into an old friend I haven't seen in about 24 years. O.O I was having lunch at the university with a friend, looked up, and there, walking down the hall, was my one of my old profs from my university days in Lethbridge, Alberta. He recognized me (!) and stopped to say hello. He looks the same (albeit a little slower). He was in town for a conference and couldn't stop for long. I explained he was an old prof to my friend; she was amazed he remembered me, and I said, "well, we were party animals together". Yes, with my prof!! LOL Still, he was a party animal with a LOT of people, so I'm really impressed he remembered me. I wrote him an e-mail on the weekend just to say 'hi' and how happy I was to see him. :)
- It's the last day for my book tour for A Life Less Ordinary. It's here at Welcome to My World of Dreams. She had also reviewed the book for my review tour. :D In total, I've sold 52 books so far - broke the 50 mark - whoooo!!! LOLOL It's been a lot of fun, though, trying to sell it. :D
- Have a snippet from my current original work in progress. I've decided to completely drop the subplot of identity theft, mainly because I have a lot of stuff going on in this story and it seemed too much like "oh, look - PLOT DEVICE!!". I'll save it for the story I'd originally planned on using it in...uggh! PLOT BUNNIES EVERYWHERE!!
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He could go someplace he’d never been before - someplace exotic. Bora Bora, maybe, if Bora Bora was still called Bora Bora.
He groaned and rubbed his hands over his face.
Dear God, he needed sleep. And why hadn’t he headed someplace warm? Travelling through Canada in February was already a gamble. Not as much as when the Franklin Expedition did it, but still.
And now he was just getting stupid, he thought sourly. More stupid.
He frowned and shifted, trying to get comfortable.
He was tired. Just...tired. He’d only been on the road for a month, but he was already tired of running. He supposed he’d really been running since New Year’s Eve: running from Olivia’s decision and her words.
He felt the weight of those words weighing on his body, pressing him into the mattresss, holding him down. He breathed out slowly. He felt so heavy, he thought, it was hard to believe he’d ever feel light again. It was hard to believe he’d ever move again.
He was heavy and tired, and maybe, he thought, as his eyes drifted closed, he’d just stay here for a while, this place with the cosy woman with a sweet smile, surrounded by loud laughter.
He blinked sleepily, each time slower than the last.
It was as good a place as any, he thought just before sleep finally claimed him.
- I have people coming by today to look at the house. One person has already offered me full price based solely on the exterior and the location. I told them to hold off until they see they INside! LOL I'm an idiot. I know. *hangs head*
- Last Monday, I ran into an old friend I haven't seen in about 24 years. O.O I was having lunch at the university with a friend, looked up, and there, walking down the hall, was my one of my old profs from my university days in Lethbridge, Alberta. He recognized me (!) and stopped to say hello. He looks the same (albeit a little slower). He was in town for a conference and couldn't stop for long. I explained he was an old prof to my friend; she was amazed he remembered me, and I said, "well, we were party animals together". Yes, with my prof!! LOL Still, he was a party animal with a LOT of people, so I'm really impressed he remembered me. I wrote him an e-mail on the weekend just to say 'hi' and how happy I was to see him. :)
- It's the last day for my book tour for A Life Less Ordinary. It's here at Welcome to My World of Dreams. She had also reviewed the book for my review tour. :D In total, I've sold 52 books so far - broke the 50 mark - whoooo!!! LOLOL It's been a lot of fun, though, trying to sell it. :D
- Have a snippet from my current original work in progress. I've decided to completely drop the subplot of identity theft, mainly because I have a lot of stuff going on in this story and it seemed too much like "oh, look - PLOT DEVICE!!". I'll save it for the story I'd originally planned on using it in...uggh! PLOT BUNNIES EVERYWHERE!!
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He could go someplace he’d never been before - someplace exotic. Bora Bora, maybe, if Bora Bora was still called Bora Bora.
He groaned and rubbed his hands over his face.
Dear God, he needed sleep. And why hadn’t he headed someplace warm? Travelling through Canada in February was already a gamble. Not as much as when the Franklin Expedition did it, but still.
And now he was just getting stupid, he thought sourly. More stupid.
He frowned and shifted, trying to get comfortable.
He was tired. Just...tired. He’d only been on the road for a month, but he was already tired of running. He supposed he’d really been running since New Year’s Eve: running from Olivia’s decision and her words.
He felt the weight of those words weighing on his body, pressing him into the mattresss, holding him down. He breathed out slowly. He felt so heavy, he thought, it was hard to believe he’d ever feel light again. It was hard to believe he’d ever move again.
He was heavy and tired, and maybe, he thought, as his eyes drifted closed, he’d just stay here for a while, this place with the cosy woman with a sweet smile, surrounded by loud laughter.
He blinked sleepily, each time slower than the last.
It was as good a place as any, he thought just before sleep finally claimed him.