JR - The Concoctions of My Life
Andrea - Maybe It's Just Me
Ali - My Suitcase Full of Tricks
Jewels - Frazzled & Frumpy
With your guys' help (and a few other non-blogging friends and family), the new page has almost 150 "Likes" (in prize terms, that's a book and a half!).
In addition, my favorite (and slightly off-kilter) misanthrope Gweenbrick offered up his cartoon doppelganger performing a "Cover Bomb."
I nearly peed myself.
|Gweenbrick is one of the only bloggers I know who makes me sad, uncomfortable, and confused as I wipe away tears of laughter.|
If you're feeling bummed that I haven't asked you to do anything yet, loyal reader, fear not. You're on the list. I'm a-comin'. No blog will go unturned. No writer will go unused.
I am nothing if not a marketing mastermind with very little talent but great exploitation skills. I'm practically Paris Hilton.
Why just look at the nifty rack cards I had printed up to drop in every office, school, and crack den I come across:
If you're scared I'm going to ask you to accompany me on the book tour to carry my bags (not beyond my realm of delusional thinking), feel free to drop me your address to be put on "Rack Card Duty" and I'll ship you some! Then you're totally off the hook! Email: firstname.lastname@example.org
That is until the next book comes out: Epic Pain in the Ass
Thank you to everyone who is suffering through this with me. You guys are real friends. I've even dropped the "cyber" part. I'd go drinking with all of you (except my Mormon bloggers, who I find particularly funny...ironic given they don't have the aid of alcohol to inspire them. Apparently Jesus trumps liquor in terms of getting the creative juices flowing).
Cheers! (I'm raising a coffee so everyone can participate).
Darnit. My husband just told me that some Mormons don't drink coffee.
I've got Tang if that works.