It was dark

Sep 25, 2004

Got up so early this morning for the first television of the tour, that when Jon and I walked outside my first thought was, My God, where’s the sun, it’s like totally black. With the construction we almost never park in our own driveway anymore, so I was walking across the yard in high heels in the dark. More adventure than I want before six in the morning. My hat is off to all of you good people who drag your butts out of bed before the sun, every day for work, or kid duty.
But the interview went well, and it’s over, and now all that’s left for the day is errands to finish getting ready for tour. The makeup worked on the telly, except for I needed more blush. Easily remedied the next time. The new base covers better but I’m going to have to go back and get a slightly different color. Good that we had a dry, or wet, run here in town. Also, what is it with girl dress shoes. I’m getting more blisters and sore feet with the brands designed to be comfortable. The high heels and shoes that look like they should hurt like hell are doing much less damage to my feet. Trust me to blow the curve.
Got an e-mail interview to finish up. It’s due like Monday. Need to edit the sneak peek from A STROKE OF MIDNIGHT that will be in the back of the paperback of SEDUCED BY MOONLIGHT. Need to do that before we leave on tour. Oh, and pages. I need to make pages. There’s this book I’m supposed to be writing, and it’s like due soon.
I am truly going to give it the ol’ college try and work on tour. If I can do it, it will make my life much easier. It will also help you guys get the books a little sooner.
They’ve come to take down the utility pole that all the wires were on. Now all the wires are underground, and the pole is the last thing to go. The guys with the big trucks were waiting for us when we got back from doing the television spot. So more vibrating growls of heavy equipment here in my office. Sigh.
For all of you who haven’t seen a copy of INCUBUS DREAMS yet, it’s a big book. While I was signing the copy of the book for the producer today, I thought again, this is a hefty book. I’ve finally reached the door stop size. No wonder it took so long to write it. Okay, long by my standards. Darla told me of a writer that puts two years between the books in their new series because the writer is also doing a second series at the same time. Two years between every book. All I could think of was, what a weenie. Though, of course, maybe that writer cuts themselves more slack, and has a more life giving schedule. Hmm, maybe.