I know, I just get back here and boom, I’m sorta gone again. But to be fair, I have a really good reason. My second novel just came back with final edits and I have two weeks to complete them and I need to breath into my paper bag.
Most days I walk around my house pretending to be Oprah. You know, pre-weird about bread Oprah. I’m building an empire! Give me carbs and a house in Hawaii!
I am terrible at keeping secrets. I have been dying to spill this one. Signed, sealed and official.