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Tuesday, July 21, 2015

An ARC goes to . . .

cj sez:
 
In my last post, I promised to send a reader an unedited Advance Review Copy of CHOOSING CARTER, but I can’t send just “one.” So, I’m going to send one to Kaye George, one to Deborah O’Neill Cordes, and one to Vickie Fee. Watch for it, ladies, and thanks for stopping by. ’Preciate it. Hope you enjoy the read.

I checked the Crimson Romance website last week and discovered they’ve scheduled the e-book launch of CHOOSING CARTER for August 17. Now I know why I’ve been under so many short deadlines. The last one was the galley corrections. I got the galley from the publisher on July 18, and they needed everything back on July 20. (That’s why this blog post slipped to Tuesday.)

I thought, okay, that’s three days. I can do this. Then Mother Nature stepped in. For the last three days, my part of the Gulf Coast has been the target of amazing electrical storms. The power at my house kept going on and off like a light switch with a short circuit. And when there was a lull and I tried to turn the computer on, Internet Explorer would quit working and restart (which it just did again now).

Do I sound like I’m whining? No, I’m bragging . . . I completed the task despite all those hurdles. Yessss. Take that, weather and internet bugs.

Now, I can relax, take something for my hellacious headache, and get ready for a day trip to “The Magic of Books” writers conference in Long Beach, MS, this weekend.

See you-all next time. In the meantime, you-all guys keep on keeping on, and I’ll try to do the same.

cj

 

PS:  The toon is from my Facebook page. I warned 'em I'd share it.

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