…and here is another post that could have probably just been on Twitter.

I’m trying to decide between getting up — and risk falling flat on my face — and bearing the pain of walking around on a leg as it’s coming back to life, or just never moving again and having a numb leg forever, even if it means I have to pee on myself.

…and to relate this post to romance novels, that metaphorically resembles the decision that an emotionally stunted hero must make at the book’s climax. It also explains why dogs like to hump my leg — they are channeling their inner stunted alpha.

I think that makes me a doormat by default, though.

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Also, I’m starting to plan the website update in preparation for the new steampunk series. Is there anything on this site that you’d like to see that isn’t currently available? Anything about the current site that you wish wasn’t there, or that you wish was done differently?

1) Forget that you were also lightening your hair. My crappy camera doesn’t capture how pale pale pale my roots are (when it was wet out of the shower, I looked bald) and how bright orange-sherbet the rest is.

I think I will call this color: Flickering Candle on a Winter’s Day.

Flickering Candle on a Winter's Day MB#2874

(No, I didn’t cut my hair. I just pulled it back really tightly,  so that I wouldn’t see it out of the corner of my eye and think my house was on fire.)

Also, that orange note in the background is my plotting note for Demon Blood, Chapter 21. It says: DEACON REALIZES WHAT AN ASS HE IS.

I have more Amazon reviews for a single title (Demon Angel) than on any of the anthologies.

This may seem like a weird thing to blog about, but it sent me into a crazy happy dance. All of the anthologies I’ve been in easily, easily outsell my single-author, full-length titles. So seeing that one of the single titles has generated enough interest (positive or negative, it’s all good to me, because it meant that someone read the book) and that more readers have made an effort to review it even though fewer readers actually own the book as do the anthologies…well, it just feels like some kind of milestone*.

::happy dance::

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*Probably because Amazon is so big and visible — because there are tons of other reviews elsewhere. I just don’t obsessively check my numbers everywhere, so this was a bit more in-my-face. Yay for obsessive Amazon ranking-checking!  :-D

First up: the winner of L.B. Gregg’s GOBSMACKED is… Steph!

Congratulations, Steph! If you will contact me with the e-mail address that you want me to send the book to, I’ll send it over ASAP.

Also! This time, I’m over LB’s blog, creating motivational posters out of Glamour Shots … and other shots. LB is giving away a copy of DEMON FORGED to one lucky commenter, so stop by!

And it’s DEMON MOON day at VampFanGirl’s Guardian extravaganza!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!

Sob sob sob sob sob

Obsessive checking of Amazon #s

hysterical laughter

sob sob sob sob

pulling hair and screaming

Hahahahahahah! Hahahah! *sob*

Throw up. Throw up.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

…..

…so, now I’m totally ready for Demon Forged’s release next week.

Giant robots. Cleavage. Tea.

(H/T to b.)

there are people online who don’t know about Furniture Pr0n. I’m here to remedy that. So, click. Scroll down to the pink Go! buttons. Click again.

Weirdly NSFW, not because the images are so bad, but because you’ll NEVER be able to convince your boss that you aren’t a perverted freak.

Note: This was originally published in 2005 on my old blog, but the fanfic from yesterday reminded me of it, and after some prompting from Maili (she didn’t have to prompt very hard) I decided to republish it, because you can never have too much action figure action. Part 1 is here.

MELJEAN: So, here you publish the conclusion to your alien action figure story.
MISSY: That’s right! I’m so excited. It was lots of fun.
MELJEAN: Well. Okay. Let’s see it then.

MELJEAN: Hopefully, next they’ll get naked.
MISSY: Stop your dirty talk!

Note: This was originally published in 2005 on my old blog, but the fanfic from yesterday reminded me of it, and after some prompting from Maili (she didn’t have to prompt very hard) I decided to republish it, because you can never have too much action figure action. The second part will go up tomorrow.

Note 2: Missy is my inner child, the one who read romances in the closet. I review books with her sometimes; you can check those out here [ETA: Oh, god -- Wordpress upgrades have effed up the formatting on those reviews. I'll try to go in and fix them in the next week or so.]

MELJEAN: Hey, Missy! Wanna come out of the closet?

MISSY: Yay! Ooooh, what’s all this?

MELJEAN: Your sister and niece took some pictures at home — and when they came up for a visit, they showed them to me. I thought you might have fun telling a story with them.

MISSY: Whoo hoo! Thanks!

MELJEAN: Did you intentionally censor her giant tits?

MISSY: What? God, you’re talking already? Shut up and enjoy the story!

MELJEAN: Meee-ow!