They’re Coming…for YOU
Okay, contest winners, your copies of Blame It on Paris, the ones you are desperately waiting to get your hands on (please tell me you are DESPERATELY waiting; go on, you can pretend if you want), are in the mail. As are the truffles for the extra lucky. (But really, what are truffles compared to Blame It on Paris? A mere trifle!)
Remember to keep an eye on your mailman, if you’re awaiting a truffle delivery. My mail carrier has never stolen a single book, but the chocolate from my adoring fans seems to go missing on a DAILY basis.
Meanwhile, even the ones who did not win the contest are still lucky, because TOMORROW, we will be interviewing a guest multipersonality disorder patient. We will. Trust me on this one. I did not lie to you about the superhero, did I?
And in a few days, we may even interview a Guest Author. Just to prove that I do know some vaguely normal people. Well, people who can pass as vaguely normal in public…