How could it possibly be May already? I’m not ready for May. It was April 1st just ten minutes ago. I had well over six weeks the last time I looked at my watch. Now I have less than three until the release date for MEANT TO BE and I’m getting that same overwhelming feeling I had when giving birth to my daughter was imminent.
Thankfully, this birth will be less painful (even if the labor lasted more than a year rather than 14 hours.) Then again, I had really good drugs for the last one. Is there such a thing as an author release date epidural??
Maybe I will pick up that bottle of cake flavored vodka tonight. I don’t actually drink, but anything cake flavored is worth making an exception for.
Oh, this just gave me an idea. Someone should throw a new book shower for authors. We could register at places like Staples and Vistaprint, then guests would just fill the orders and we’d have all the pens and notepads, magnets and doo-dads we’d need. Who’s going to throw me a shower? Anyone? Bueller?
Fine. So it’s May and I have guest blogs to write and interview questions to answer and today kicks off a new giveaway over on Goodreads. Between now and release day (May 21) you can enter to win one of five signed copies of MEANT TO BE. No purchase necessary, just click and you’re in. Easy peasy.
Mustn’t forget our newsletter winner for the month of April. Thanks to Random.org, Rebecca Rankin is the lucky winner of a $25 Amazon gift card and a signed ARC of MEANT TO BE. Congratulations, Rebecca, and if you didn’t win, there will be more chances to come. I’m giving away another $25 gift card for May, along with a signed final copy of the book. Then I’m thinking June will be jewelry. (I’ve been on Etsy today. Good stuff!)
I’m going to apologize now as there is no doubt I will be completely useless, and possibly highly annoying, by the 21st of this month. My brain (or what’s left of it) has already taken off for warmer, less stressful climes. Don’t even mention the stress eating. On a good day, I float through on a sea of denial. On a bad day, I want to crawl out of my skin and burst into tears.
Here’s hoping for more good days than bad days. (As I’ve yet to receive my first review, it could go either way.)
PS: This title of this blog is for my daughter. It’s the name of an awesome Pierce The Veil song that you should check out here.