Happy Presidents' Day
First off. Kudos to fellow Biters,
Jeanne--for her NATIONAL best seller status, and
Marta--for getting a contract for book three.
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I need to mention our faithful blog poster,
Vamprowler. Did you know she sings? Check out the pics at
Andrea and the Armenian Rug Riders. Vamprowler has two blogs,
vampire and
alien, and she's launching a business into all things cheesy and alien. A woman after our wierd and wacky hearts.
We writers get props from unexpected places and Marshal Zeringue points his literary finger at us. His blog
Campaign for the American Reader has a series highlighting what authors are reading and here is my
entry.
If I'm moving a little slow this morning, I need to blame that ole' debil, King Alcohol. Last night I went to a bourbon tasting.
Free pizza and bourbon. Two dollar PBRs. The bourbon tasting was a great idea. We did all the fancy, schmancy stuff wine snobs do, check the color and clarity, sniff the bouquet (admittedly, the booze smelled heavenly), then the taste test. The bourbon hit my tongue and suddenly I was back in high school and barfing out the window of my friend's Dodge Barracuda. I stuck to the PBR and since the pizza was free, a little more beer, a little more pizza, a little more beer. Fortunately I walked to the saloon so other than crash into a couple of chain link fences and and getting a little lost (How hard were the directions home? Two blocks south and take a left.) I made it. Just in time to post my blog. Cheers!