They say confession is good for the soul. I didn’t mail the physical books I promised subscribers, though I hoped to, right up to yesterday. You see, where we are there is no post office in walking range and I’m still not driving as I haven’t been for the last 3 years. (For various reasons some my health and some the car’s, both of which are being dealt with but aren’t instant.) I had issues coordinating my time and another person’s enough to make it to the post awful.
If you were counting on the books for gifts, I’m very sorry and I promise to get them off on the 26th, so just tell whatever relative the writer has many good qualities, (I hope) but organizing herself isn’t one of them and this will be a Russian-Style new year’s gift.
Meanwhile, to compensate, and also because a lot of you have friends and relatives who will be getting new kindles for Christmas and you can send them to these books for cheap reads, I put a bunch of my books on sale for 99c.
Death of a Musketeer (Yes, that cover sucks. Yes, it will be redone when I have time.)
No Will But His:
Ill Met By Moonlight
Crawling Between Heaven And Earth:
Merry Christmas to those who celebrate it. The d*mn books will be in the mail as soon as I can possibly organize it, and meanwhile, tomorrow, when you’re possibly a little tipsy and groggy, come by here because I hope to put up some downloadable gifts.
Now be good warm yourself at the fireplace, play with the cats, and don’t Bogart the snickerdoodles.
Oh, and if you haven’t yet tried the OTHER Hoyt, it’s still on sale!