… is waiting. Waiting sucks. At the moment I’m waiting to hear from either my agent or my editor to hear
A) whether they survived reading the erstwhile Dratted WIP (my editor went on vacation last week; he probably found the reading experience so ghastly, he urgently needed some rest afterwards)
B) whether they like it. Or whether they at least think it would be possible to transform it into something they could like.
But I’m not twiddling my thumbs, no-no, I’m preparing a Christmas surprise for my readers. :O) So do you know any bookshop near you which carried (or still carries — let’s be optimistic) THE LILY BRAND and would like to receive some promo material? Then drop me a wee mail and let me know!
Oh yes, and of course, the semester at uni has started again. So it’s back to teaching for me (5000 years of British history in 9 lessons. Hooray!) (At least I don’t have to take that end-of-term exam — hehe)
Hugs and smooches to all the faithful readers of my lovely pink blog! *mmmwah*