I've thrown off my own groove. Isn't there some kind of law against that? Next thing I know the blog police are going to knock on my door and take me in for questioning. I'm picturing a really drably decorated room and a painfully bright light and a series of increasingly intense questions focusing on my understanding of the days of the week. Sheesh! My blood pressure is growing just thinking about it.
Let's talk about something else, okay?
Not unlike the last time I messed up my own schedule, I'm posting today because I have something to talk about and I figure now is as good a time as any. Sound good?
I know a lot of authors, but you probably already figured that out. I first became acquainted with Nichole Giles, a fellow author and all-around nice gal, when she hooked me up with Clear Horizons Academy--a school for autistic children in Utah County--and I had the opportunity to participate in a silent auction benefiting the school. (I'm also running in a 5K in May to benefit the school.) Anyway... Nichole has a book coming out very, very shortly and I thought I'd give her a shout-out. I haven't read it yet, but it looks good!
"Most people would have panicked, sitting bound and gagged on a boulder in the middle of the desert as I was, but for some reason, I didn’t. A strange kind of reassurance washed over me from somewhere deep within. Whether it was peace that I’d go quickly, or comfort that I was being protected, I wasn’t sure."
Based on a true story, "The Sharp Edge of a Knife," follows a man, Mel, and his captors, two escaped convicts, on an unforgettable ride that will have you questioning the depth of your faith and sitting on the edge of your seat as it grabs your attention from the first sentence and keeps you riveted until the very end.
Alright, now on to...
My Books News
I am still in awe. Or shock. It's hard to tell the difference. Sooooooooo many people came to the fabulous Triple Book Launch Party on Friday (March 12th) night!------------->
I got to meet a lot of you in person whom I had only previously ever "met" in cyberspace.
I started the night with a scratchy, very Punky Brewster-ish voice (thanks to the ill-timed cold I managed to catch), and I ended the night with no voice at all. *sigh* It was way worth it.
<-----Our "fabulous prize" winner, Tanja, came [sans her really cute hat]. Amie brought her husband and, thus, <-----received extra coolness points for getting a guy to come to a book signing for what my son describes as a "gross kissy book." I got to chat with Aubrey Mace, H.B. Moore, L.T. Elliot, Karlene, the lovely Shannon and her mother, most of the extended Larsen family... the list goes on and on and on and on and on. I'd list all of you but my fingers are already starting to go numb from overuse!!
I'm telling you... it was fabulous! We had lines of people there,------>
lots of books were sold (I was blown away when I asked one of the employees for the final count of the night--thanks everyone!) and some
<---fantastic prizes were given away. I'm thinking this whole launch party thing should become a tradition. I have four more book signings to go (five including the one at the Storymaker's conference) and I know they won't be the crowded fest of happiness that the launch party was, but I'm feeling pumped enough to be excited about probably sitting alone in a book store eating the chocolates I brought with me and writing my next book. Actually, that doesn't sound too bad, does it? This whole promote-my-books gig is getting better all the time.
Reasons You Should Come Back for Walkabout Wednesday and I Need Friends Friday
Wednesday is the Holiday of Coolness. Did you know that? St. Patty's Day is on my list of top favorite holidays--it's right up there with Christmas. The cool kids know why. With St. Patrick's Day arriving on a Wednesday this year, this week will be the Walkabout Wednesday of Coolness. You should stop by. It'll be... cool.
Friday--do you really need a reason to come to INFF? I didn't think so. Just in case, I'm going to let you in on a little secret. This week's INFF guest is none other than my very own mother. Trust me---you're going to want to read this.
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