I kinda promised myself to be more active where the social media and promotion and marketing and other stuff are concerned, so I’m now going to try and offer at least monthly posts re: my shenanigans. Let’s see…
February. 28 days of not quite spring yet, no longer really winter. Spring flowers everywhere, but you still need to scratch ice off the windshield every other day and shiver your way through the school run.
I published my 13th book. A lucky number, I’m sure. The cat didn’t mind much when I used him to prop up the paperback when it arrived. A friend told me the pic has absolutely no marketing potential, because you only notice the cat, never the book. I, in turn, am convinced it’s just extra subtle and your subconscious will totally fall for it.
I also busied myself with editing the 6th in my Resident Witch series. It won’t be too long now. Next week, or the week after, or something like it. For the time being, you can have a look here for a first impression.
I finally went and got myself a St. Rage T-shirt! I’ve been meaning to do this forever, but they ship from the US, which means weeks before they arrive, and every time I remembered, the prospective arrival time would have been during some holiday or other where I knew I wouldn’t be there to open the door to the delivery person. Either way, my shirt is here with me now and we’re very happy together. In case you have no clue what I’m talking about, St. Rage are a fictional band from a book (two, actually) written by the wonderful Karen Eisenbrey, who wrote hope punk before it became a genre. Check them out, and her other books while you’re at it. You won’t regret it.
Anything else? Oh, yes. I heard the lamest joke in the world… Why did the car go to sleep? Because it was tire-d (or tyre-d, if you’re British). Sorry.
That’s all from me for now, have fun whatever you’re doing, and make sure you climb a few trees.
Angelika Rust 