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The Great Banner Switch

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Since we’re teetering on mid- July, I think *THINK*it’s time to switch banners, right? I’ve been proudly—and staggeringly—waving my Better Than This flag, but I think it’s time to change it up. I’m no longer in the I’ve released a book last month phase; I’ve slipped into the I’m releasing a book next month club, and that means a switch of gears. So, I’m proud to present the FIRST (of many) posts focusing on Book 2 of the Better Than This series: Better Than Now.

::::::::::DANCING UNCONTROLLABLY:::::::::

::::::::::several hours of sleep followed copious amounts of Oreos::::::::::

Alright, so what’s going on with BTN? First of all, thank you for asking; you’ve always been so polite 😊 Second, you’ll be happy to know I’ve finished it, so, panic attack avoided. I’m sending it to the editor this week and I’m hopeful to have it available for pre-order on 8/3. It’s right around the corner, but I think I can manage. Know why? I got this.

Some other non-writing coolness: my sister and nephew came up this weekend and we went to St. Augustine. It always feels so magical in the oldest city in America.

What’s this? Am I actually at a castle?

Nope! Just the (Castillo de San Marcos) fort. Could be a castle, though right?

I meant to put a different picture here, but it got deleted. Sorry you have to look at this one.

Used to be a moat. Now, a place for kids to fall into.

Batman and my nephew, talking about the fort. Learning shit.

Great city if you’ve never gone. (You should go)

Alright, I’m back to the great banner-switch. Enjoy your hump-day 🙂

Things I Do Because Life

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Today I went to a torture museum.

Not exactly what I thought when I mentioned St. Augustine, but hey—who am I to turn down a good nightmare-inducing experience? I was thinking more Ice-cream and cobble-stones but I got graphic mannequins and the Iron Maiden.

*shudders inwardly*

When Batman suggested this new tour (we’ve practically done everything else in the oldest city) I thought—sure, why not? I’ve been living happily and at peace. Time to shake things up a bit. So, I did. I went into this 4,000 sq. ft. stage play featuring the most terrifying ways to punish people. I took some pictures but then the bile started to rise and I figured they probably didn’t want me vomiting all over their perfectly-crafted gore scenes.

Sure, why not? We already paid the fee.

…wtf?

NOPE!

Batman seems to be having fun.

If you’ve never been to St. Augustine (and you should—it’s gorgeous) this is more of what to expect:

Unlike last week, I have nothing profound to say. I just want it noted I went into a really scary place and didn’t pass out. Or run out. I stayed there and closed my eyes a bunch like a CHAMP.

Also, I’m a little more than half-way through the third book and I’m already all squealy over it. (Squealy is a good thing. I’m fangirling over my own work which is either super self-absorbed or I’m just super excited for the content. I’m leaning towards the latter.)

Hope you’re enjoying whatever this Saturday is throwing your way – be it family, friends, or the Iron-Maiden!

P.S. – I joined this nifty group on FB called All the Kissing and I’m digging it. Friday’s theme was Love so if you head over to Twitter (Yep – I know. I’ve been tweeting recently. It surprises me too) you can check out some of the sweet and sexy lines from my WIP, Better Than This with #FridayKiss. Actually, you’ll find a *bunch* of awesome lines from seriously hot sounding stories.  But what else would you expect from a group called All the Kissing?