Here she comes, happy happy Pamela, with the same old blah, blah, blah. In no particular order . . .
Eric is home from Baton Rouge.
Clark Kent was picked to represent University of Houston Debate Team in Cross Examination in their first tournament of the year, at the University of Georgia.
Susanne ended a two-year relationship to enjoy her senior year in high school. And we’re having a baby. Her heifer Dixie is pregnant.
Our oldest, Thomas, has a third round job interview in Houston this week. Squee!
We are helping Liz with all her Physical Therapy School applications.
Marie is enjoying her new job on St. Croix so much. Yay!
I’m reading One Thousand Gifts: A Dare to Live Fully Right Now by Ann Voskamp, aloud, to Eric. And loving the focus on blessings, which abound. Right now I’m thankful for
* The understated loveliness of a female cardinal at the birdfeeder
* Tears in the eyes of two lovely people at their 50th wedding anniversary
* Rediscovering why I enjoy the company of my cousins
Papa Amazon, the king of the kingdom, sent emails to every last human that has ever downloaded one of my books on Amazon, um, over 200,000 of them, to tell them the pre-order of Going for Kona is available. HOLY SMOKES. I didn’t see that coming! Here’s how it looked on Lisa Henthorn’s iPhone (one of my friends on the Knights of Pamelot team):
As a result, the ebook “ranked” for the first time on Kindle that day, before it even came out. Sweet! Now, it ranked in magical realism, which is obscure and odd, but it still ranked. (Yes, there’s some magical realism in it, but not like wizards and Harry Potter stuff)
Related to this, possibly, I heard from a very large publisher late that day, and from an agent who wanted me to write a book for one of their clients. Neither appealed to me, but they both made me very, very happy.
Unrelated, someone posted this uber-nice review on Loser, which is making me laugh, because every time I see the word phenom, I think of the word venom even though they only look the same and aren’t pronounced the same. So this review makes me think I’m venomous:
After 2.5 years and 250,000 books, I sold three books in India (the Katie & Annalise books).
While 3 of 250,000 is not a large number, it is huge to Eric and me, and we had a great smile over it.
Heaven to Betsy is moving along (Book 1 in the Emily Series). I’m almost halfway after day 13 of 30. Here’s a little tome I bought to help me in some areas I’m weak in:
This is one of the fun parts of writing
Speaking of fun, Barnes & Noble River Oaks and Pasadena in Houston have booked a group of Houston mystery writers for events they are billing as the Women of Mystery. This will be awesome.
I got to spend three hours entertaining aspiring authors as they follow their dreams into new publishing, at Writespace:
Shout-out to friends Jim, Christina, and Laura, and Laura’s daughter and husband, who are both also writers.
The very most fun of all, though, was the 50th anniversary of my cousins Pat and Page, which I alluded to, above. Here’s a snap of my grandmother and one of my aunts (I have the four most awesome aunts in the entire world. Period).
The Texas Aggies christened and debuted their new stadium, and the hapless Lamar Cardinals went down 72-3. Ouch. I hope no one was hurt. Gig’em.
This upcoming week I’m headed to Midland to do an FMLA Jeopardy presentation for the Permian Basin Society for Human Resource Management. What they don’t know yet is that all 100 of them get two books free. One is Preventing Workplace Harassment, something I co-wrote 15 years ago. But the other? Saving Grace.
That’s all I’ve got.