How? It’s not like my apartment is all that huge. And the cover is bright orange. WTF? I’m at a freaking good part, too! Grr.
I’ve also lost Magic Bites and Magic Burns, which makes me grr! because I want to quote a few things out of them. Again I ask How could they be missing, considering the glowing pink goo? (But I think that my sister lent them to someone at work and just won’t admit it/forgot it. I tell her that to lose one book may be regarded as a misfortune; to lose both looks like carelessness. *)
The piles of laundry might have something to do with it, though. *shifty eyes*
The good news is that while I was reading High Noon last night, I realized why my opening scene in the untitled-upcoming-book proposal sucked so bad.Â (Although it jumped into action, it didn’t jump into the main conflict (or introduce enough of it.)) And I think I have come up with a way to fix it.