It’s always exciting to receive a box full of books; it’s especially exciting when those books are yours. And by yours I mean mine. Because tonight it’s all about me. And our neighbor, who brought over some desserts for us because that’s just how she rolls. My wife is a master dessert-maker, too, so don’t think I’m putting down her baking skills. Because she, well, she’s really awesome at baking those—
How did I get on this subject anyway?
Back to me and my new book.
My six-year-old daughter comes in with a box that weighs more than she does and thrusts it into my hands. I already know what it is, so together she and I dig into it like a couple of gluten-free fanatics digging into some gluten-free food stuffs. Okay, that sucked spectacularly, but at least I avoided the kids-on-Christmas-morning cliché, right? Maybe? Please?
So CASTLE OF SORROWS comes out in less than a month. It’s my darkest novel yet. My longest too. And my first sequel. I’ll be signing copies of it at Scares That Care. And you can pre-order it now.
So that’s enough of that. I need to get to sleep soon (translation: by one A.M. because of my perpetual insomnia), so I better wrap this up. Have a good night, friends, and I hope you get some baked goods from someone special. And I hope they’re gluten-free, if you’re into that. And if you’re not, I hope they’re nothing but gluten. Like gluten pie. Or Snickerglutens.
Peace. Regardless of your stance on the explosive issue of gluten. Can’t we all just get along?