Thankful
Really am.
Yes, they really all do look the same. I haven’t been making this up. And if you think my book cover will look any different… ha ha. Just you wait! Blame Kushiel! P.S. I would like to note, however, that I’m far happier knowing I’ll probably be getting a cover like this than a cover
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Oh, OK, I’ll go in and get my earache looked at. I kept hoping it would just go away (it’s not horrible, just occasionally twingy and largley annoying), but when health care doesn’t cost you a kidney anymore, you really should go in and have shit looked at when it comes up. Tra la. P.S.
Man, I always forget how much I love worldbuilding. I want to post bunches of excerpts from Babylon, but I realize the whole book is going to be full of spoilers for the other two books. That’s kind of the trouble with the slow grind of the publishing world. By the time the first book
Buy myself a bunch of presents, wrap them, and put them under my tree. Isn’t that funny? I want an excuse to not care about my credit card bill for once (since January) and just buy stuff. For myself. Oh, sure, I’ve budgeted money to buy stuff for other folks, but not for myself. I
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From Babylon, now officially in progress: “There were all sorts of things you asked yourself when somebody broke things off. Was she bored? Was there a boy? Was she actually an assassin?”
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Welcome to the Dayton Thanksgiving! Our third annual? How time flies. I can haz skillz. J. meets the dawgs. Mmmmm spicy cider. The Old Man poses with the fruits of his labor. Because you can never have enough pie! The official Turkey Day spread. The boys make gravy. Really! Stephanie is far too pleased with
Is it terrible that I want my neice, Kaylee, to grow up to be a starship mechanic? Honestly, this is something I’d like to encourage with my Christmas gifting.
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“When I was 5 years old, my mom always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down “happy.” They told me I didn’t understand the assignment and I told them they didn’t understand life.”-anon