Before the meat of today’s post, a few announcements:
1. Want to win a free paperback copy of Eve’s Requiem, a wonderful anthology of women’s suspense, mystery, thriller, and horror, in which my piece, The Hurricane appears? Enter here! http://www.goodreads.com/giveaway/show/126500-eve-s-requiem-tales-of-women-mystery-and-horror?utm_medium=email&utm_source=giveaway_approved
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3. We have a final cover for Heaven to Betsy (Emily #1), and we’re very excited about it!
Place your pre-order for Kindle here: http://www.amazon.com/Heaven-Betsy-Emily-Pamela-Hutchins-ebook/dp/B00SU756OU. You can get the ebook anywhere online, so pick YOUR favorite (Nook, iBook, Kindle, Google Play, Smashwords, etc.)
Thanks to more promotion by Amazon, it’s shooting up in the rankings. Yay!
4. I’m officially writing Earth to Emily (Emily #2) now. Or, I was, until I decided to type up this blog 😉 Woo hoo! p. 24 of 300. Sigh. A long way to go.
So I want to take you back, to the 7th grade year of our youngest, Susanne.
On skipping class and generally defying authority: http://pamelahutchins.com/2010/05/11/the-principal-is-calling-about-your-little-angel-truth-or-consequences-revisited/
On rehabilitation: http://pamelahutchins.com/2010/09/12/poetic-justice/
So the girl who skipped homeroom 23 times in 7th grade strikes again, and she has senioritis bad. BAD. I got a letter from the school which took three weeks to get to me because of our recent move, in which I learned she is in violation of the HISD absence policy, and that if she incurs any more unexcused absences, they’ll charge us $500 a day.
She SWEARS these are just tardies and that everything is fine, but I think I may have free labor for the next few months. But on the other hand, we just got word that she has been accepted to Texas A&M (Whoop!). She moves out in early July, and I know I will cry my eyes out then, but, until that time, I reserve the right to snatch her bald-headed. TEENAGERS. Ay carumba!!!!
She also informed me that Dixie the pregnant heifer is moving out to our new place in April and that “someone” has to stay out there with her for a few weeks around her due date in case she has trouble. Want to guess who she means when she says “someone?”
Here’s the problem child showing Emmy in Fort Worth.
The house won’t be ready in April when I need to live there to deliver a cow-baby, so I guess it’s a good thing we have the Quacker. Here’s the house now, though, and progress is coming along great:
And finally, for the really brave, here is how a writer procrastinates (sent to Eric, but it was a hit with my Knights of Pamelot because of the animal cameos, so here you go!):
That’s all I’ve got.