And possibly something relevant. BUT right now, I’m short on sleep — curse Daylights Saving Time — and cranky and definitely under-caffeinated.
If you’re in the mood for some insanity, go over to Mad Genius Club where my writers workshop seems to have spawned a novel series about a vampire killing chef — with, you’ll be glad to know — recipes at the end of the book. (GROANS.)
WHY does this stuff happen to me? Why, why why why? I don’t remember having that much fun that I should have to pay for it this way.