Apologies for the low profile, and the huge lag in updating the actual website (with Marguerite's wonderful graphics, too; should get on that ASAP.) I have informed the DH that I intend to make a pup tent out of our fuzzy duck blankey and live in that for at least two weeks, subsisting entirely on a diet of midget cans of Diet Coke and Kentucky mints.

Why? Besides the fact that Kentucky mints are nummy, that is? Glad you asked. You know those times when real life and writing life all go foom in your face at once? Uh huh. That's where we are at the moment. Besides plugging towards the end of OitS, being historical category coordinator for our chapter's contest, getting ready to look for new online class instructors, moderating a faaabulous online class, helping to plan a book launch party some wonderful friends are putting together for me, and getting ready for a houseguest (the delightful Kat, only days away now) while in the midst of two big decluttering projects...and the cold snap we've been having and the cold sore that may be brewing, I really do think the pup tent idea has merit.

Of course I will have my review books and laptop in there with me. As well as the world's most comfortable headphones -- which Rheuben got at the dollar store of all places. The things were apparently designed for joggers, but work equally well for computers. We now own three pairs. I am spoiled for other headphones.

Rheuben beat me to the punch by informing me that he knows when I slide the Phil Collins CD out of the pup tent, that means I am done with it for the time being and he is to slide in one of Rod Stewart's American Songbook albums (which Rheuben bought me on his own, no prompting; what a guy)and when I slide that one out, the next one in the stack. He also insisted on putting in a chicken sandwich once in a while, which I do appreciate, as long as he keeps the level of the Kentucky mints up to the line I will mark on the dish.

Can't complain much, though. Reviews for MOH are starting to come in, and so far all of them have said lovely things about the historical atmosphere (which thrills me to no end) and characters. I got my first fan letter yesterday; actually first and second, ass the gal wrote back after I told her she was my first. (Thanks, Mary Ann)Now I really have to get started on that "first year as an author" scrapbook.