Today my RWA chapter, Central Florida Romance Writers, held a big booksigning. Very cool stuff–authors I know and love–but I’m still on the wrong side of the table. I’m on the signee side, not the signer side. Don’t get me wrong; I love my author friends, and I’m always happy when one of them does something cool, like sign a great contract, get fabulous sales numbers, or lands a terrific agent or editor, but I want cool stuff for me, too.
I am aware that I sound whiny. I am whiny. I’m whiny and petulant and have a lower lip stuck out so far I could surf to the Outer Banks on it. Thankfully, these whiny moments don’t last too long. I hope.
Okay, pity party over. Back to the salt mines. I have a website to design and a book to write, not necessarily in that order. My good friend Nancy says I need to enter the Golden Heart again. Hmm. Not sure about that one, but…
Must call Dream Agent and see how things are going on the submission front.
Like your good friend Nancy, your good friend Melynda urges you enter the Golden Heart this year, too.
As astute ~The Dish~ readers will remember, were it not for Ms. Five-Point-Six last year, THE CRASH TEST DUMMY OF LOVE would have finaled in the Golden Heart. The other judges’ scores accurately reflected your intelligent, sarcastic, provocative, howl-of-laughter-producing voice, and your superb writing skills.
So, like…when you step up to the podium to accept your Golden Heart, will you please allow Melynda a few seconds of face time up there so she can personally invite Ms. Five-Point-Six to kiss her lily-white hiney? Please?
Not that Ms. Five-Point-Six isn’t entitled to her opinion. Not that we aren’t all grateful to Ms. Five-Point-Six for serving the membership as a Golden Heart judge. Oh no. It’s just that…well, Melynda would sort of like to hit her a little. With a stick. A big one. Well, more like a club, actually. A big one….