This very handsome young gentleman came to call recently. I caught him peeking in my back door.
(It’s a little fuzzy because I took the shot through the screen–didn’t want to startle him).
I just think they’re such gorgeous creatures!
I’m not sure I’m cut out for self-pubbing. So far, it seems like things go wrong at just the right times! First the computer was running at a snail’s pace. Then Amazon decided to stall out on posting it. And finally, the electricity went off today. Big boom outside–power gone.
But I promised myself I’d have this sucker ready for release on September 20th.
And dammit–it’s released!
HE WANTS TO BELIEVE SHE’S TELLING THE TRUTH.
SHE WANTS TO BELIEVE THEIR GAME IS A LIE.
AFTER ALL, A LITTLE FLIRTING NEVER HURT ANYBODY.
When her best friend’s boy-toy offers to help Veronica snare the man she wants, she doesn’t take it seriously. But the games begin to work, and every day in Brant’s company is a sexy new lesson. It’s the most fun she’s ever had—until the fantasy becomes too real, and unexpectedly dangerous.
Brant is fine with pretending to be Veronica’s lover—if it gets him the priceless antiques his employers think she’s stolen. Believing the worst about people has always worked for him. And if teaching sweet little Ronnie the neglected art of subtle seduction gets him what he wants, he’s all in. And maybe one deadly step beyond
Although I won’t be particularly sad to see this particular year winding down–so much civil insanity, so many wonderful celebrities lost!–I am reluctant to let go of the long, sunny days and warm weather.
So get out there and grab this last bit of summer on this holiday weekend! Emjoy!!
Yes, this is the revised advance promo for the re-release of “LET’S PRETEND”.
And yes, I’m frustrated, lol–but I WILL get this puppy done!!
I am SO angry. Mostly at myself, yes.
I was SURE I’d planned release schedules accurately this time, made allowances for what needed to be done by when, etc. And damn if it doesn’t look like I’ll have to reschedule the one planned for yes, August, this month. And screwing with this is putting me at least one month behind on the one I’d hoped to get out before the holidays, which now has a plothole the size of New Mexico. Argggh!!
Writing may not be the most difficult occupation in the whole world. But it’s gotta make the top 10 frustration-wise.