Well, heck. I have not written a post in quite a while. How is everyone’s summer? Do you live anywhere near the San Fernando Valley, in Los Angeles? Then no need to answer. I know how your summer is going. You are in hell. The ground is as hot as the surface of the sun. All thermometers lie. That delightful cactus in your yard is looking wilty, as if even the cactus is having a really rough go of it and could use some Pedialyte®.
I think anyone into Bikram® yoga is insane. Just sayin’.
So, what have I been up to? I had a milestone birthday. Yep. 20. No, dammit. I didn’t turn 20. That’s a rotten, filthy, lie. If I was turning 20, I would not be: plotting the irrational-but-highly-creative demise of people I’ve barely met. If I was 20, I would not be yelling at people younger than myself to get a clue — out loud — in public. Well, they *didn’t* have a clue, but I probably should not have brought that to their attention. Perhaps they really *did* need to drive while texting as they headed toward the concrete median barrier separating the 101 from the 405. Really. If I was 20, I would not be re-adopting bad habits I had in my 20s that I released myself from. Like nacho cheese Doritos and Jamesons. If I was 20, I would not stand in front of an open refrigerator with no intention of looking for food. If I was 20, I would not burst into tears at old episodes of Mary Tyler Moore and wonder if I ever did turn the world on with my smile. If I was 20, I would not have published 1 novella and 2 novels. I’d still be trying to convince casting directors that I had a bit more acting versatility than the bubbly headed, curvy blondes they considered me for, and I would still be making questionable choices in the love department. Or sex department. I mean, I did grow up in a time (for a while, anyway) when safe sex was considered a padded headboard. Wait for it….
So. Let’s start with the Novella: “Under the Looking Glass” — a psycho thriller, puzzle mystery (99 cents on ebook for an indefinite period of time, starting today). Good for those people who like having their brain twisted or sanity threatened. So they tell me. An absolutely lovely actress named Crystal Sershen did the narration for the audio version and I’m thrilled to have that out and available on Audible, Amazon, and ITunes.
I *finally* finished “The Broken Angel’s Wings (Death’s Order)” — Book #2 in the Death’s Order series. Paranormal/Romance/Thriller. If you happen to have read “The Puppet Maker’s Bones (Death’s Order)” — Book #1 — you’ll recognize a few of the characters.
Speaking of “The Puppet Maker’s Bones” — that novel is in its final moments of quality check by the folks at Audible.com. That means the audio version of that book will be available very soon at Audible, ITunes and Amazon. I am completely overwhelmed to get veteran VO actor William Salyers to narrate, since he’s currently working on an Emmy Award winning animated television series and is very busy. (Whoops, looks like I just dropped a name).
The rest of my summer is being spent on a less ambitious project, but fun nonetheless. I’m putting together a collection of short stories that fall into one of the many dark and twisted themes I like to explore.
Hope everyone is well, as we head into September. Remember. September is flea season and those little critters are NASTY. Also, milk gets out ink. Oh, and if you leave the avocado pit in your guacamole, it’ll take longer to turn brown if left out on the buffet table.
I do love my guacamole.
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