My weekend was long and exhausting--Chicken had a soccer tourney and the short people were sick and, all in all, the best part of it was a couch nap with the Cave Troll and Ladybug on my lap. Ladybug was still awake--she kept leaning into me so I'd kiss her neck, and then she'd relax on me for a few moments while I snoozed. We never made it to the pumpkin farm, but we did get pumpkins at the grocery store, and I think the Cave troll was just as pleased that way.
Anyway, I was right about that slough of FO's... I've got two pair of socks near the end, and a scarf cruising along at warp speed. (Isn't it amazing how everything NOT on fingering weight yarn feels like warp speed?) I'm not thinking about work (too much) right now--I"m trying to do my job, do it well, and if the prickweenies don't like it, well, they can fire me if they can manage it. Mate keeps saying that if I get fired, we can just freakin' deal. I'm going to relax about it--I mean, we've gotten a long ways on faith, luck, and some hard work. I still believe in all of that--I just need to remember how much.
Oh yes--and Mate found my keys. The world is a better place already.
And now to the title.
1027--is how many copies of VULNERABLE I've sold, as of the end of September. My total number of all book copies is 1,989, and ayup--I put all that in my cover letter to the publishers for "Bitter Moon." Let them laugh at the self-published all they want--I'm very aware that few writers sell that many copies of their books, no matter where they publish. We're getting the door frame enlarged to fit my ginormous ego, even as I write. (Just Kidding...the door frame has been falling apart for years--I'm waiting for the ego to destroy it, and THEN Mate will get around to fixing it!!!)
And NAME. Long before I started VULNERABLE, I had a goal to write Silhouette Romances (for the 'Desire' imprint, which I think might be defunct now...) Anyhoo, I wrote four or five books in this vein, the best of which was called NAME. It's not VULNERABLE, (although, shall we say the editing is more than reminiscent of my first published work?) but it's not complete crap either, and by the end of the week, it should be up on the web-site for free. It features a psychic heiress and her step-father's nephew, and other than that, I'll let you see for yourselves. Do let me know if you like it--I went back and re-read parts of it, and I see some stiffness there that needed to be worked out, but I also see some parts that are very Amy Lane, and I hope you all enjoy it. Don't forget to give Mate a big hearty thanks when it goes up, too, since that web-site is all Mate! (Lost and found keys, ego-crushed door-frames, updated websites--I mean, is there anything Mate CAN'T do?)
And you know what? Wednesday is Halloween--I'm DEFINITELY taking pictures of Dinosaur Boy and his sister, Tinker-snot. You'll love them, trust me!