It's the holidays and everyone's probably talking about thanksgiving, Yule or Christmas or whatever tradition you celebrate. I even started early with my red and black Santa hat. Normally I start wearing it just after thanksgiving, but it was so cold Monday that I said "Fuck it," and threw it on.
But this post isn't about that. It's actually about me pimping my newest releases from Total E-Bound becuase as much as I bitch when augthors throw up a cheesey excerpt in leui of something worth value to say it annoys me.
But here I am doing the same thing. Why am I selling out, you wonder? Becaues I'm on deadline with a story for Total E-bound that I am not really in the mood to write! I have two more shorts due for Renaissance E-books as well, TOastmasters Meeting to prepare for on Saturday, Cashflow game afterwards, and I've been ordered by my Dommes to take Sundays off.
plus today is Friday when I wrote this, that means I have a brutal chest routine to do since I started a body building routine a few weeks ago to pump up my chest. Remember a few blog posts ago, we talked about health and author care? Well I take my words seriously!
I DO practice what I preach. In fact, I even bought new lingerie. This charcoal gray pair of panties has cute little lace around the edges and will look just awesome on me, despite the one added feature I have that most of you don't...but enough about that.
But enough about that. None of you give a shit about the blathering of an author's life, though you should. We're people too. *sniff sniff8
Highly sensitive people mind you, but people too.
aww fuck it, now i need a drink. I'm upset.
Here's an excerpt from "Light and Shadow" while I go get hammered and deal with my "deep depression" over the fact that you don't think we're people. We are damnit! Not people that Simi eats (like the Simi reference?) but people the Simi likes...or would if she were real *sniff sniff*
*Note* Author has been under high stress and reading the JR Cigar catalogue where the "editor" is very tongue in cheek. Plase forgive the Sascha, he is not Lew...