Hm hmm hmm.
Tra la la.
What? What's that, you say? Something... happened?
I hope to see you Friday...
It's still Museday, right? It is in Minnesota!
So far, every single person I've asked reports that Tannor is their favorite character after reading my first 3 episodes. She is pretty kickass... but can Relai trust her?
I can't wait to get the book into your hands so you can find out.
Museday Mix: Tannor Edition! (seriously click "play all" and jam ok this one is fun)
Bang Bang - Jessie J, Ariana Grande and Nicki Minaj
Royals - Lorde
Stronger (What Doesn't Kill You) - Kelly Clarkson
Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down) - Nico Vega (cover)
Lips are Movin' - Meghan Trainor
Electric Lady - Janelle Monáe
Never Let Me Go - Florence and the Machine
You Could Be Happy - Snow Patrol
Bad Blood - Taylor Swift
I Remember - Damien Rice
(I Just) Died in Your Arms Tonight - Bastille (cover)
Neon Lights - Demi Lovato
Leah, you made order #300! I'm so excited!
This milestone snuck up on me, I gotta say. Leah is going to help me organize my social media presence and, er, life. She is brilliant and amazing.Thank you, Leah!
To celebrate, why not do a giveaway?
The next 10 readers (you don't have to be new - you can order another copy) will receive a 5x7 postcard print of this illustration I did when I was bored one time:
Busy, Busy Alien!
SHE WOKE BLIND to the scream of a siren.
Naked and encased in a standard travel pod, Relai spat out the dead breathing mask and heaved in a panicked breath. She pulled her face wide and horrified until her sealed eyelids tore open, blinked, and recognized drops of condensation forming on the gray plastic above her face. She was lying on her back.
Her pulse throbbed in her neck, in her temples, and she knew she wasn’t getting enough air. Slow down, slower, then—
No light and n. . .
SHE WOKE BLIND to the scream of a siren.
Naked and encased in a standard travel pod, Relai spat out the dead breathing mask and heaved in a panicked breath. She pulled her face wide and horrified until her sealed eyelids tore open, blinked, and recognized drops of condensation forming on the gray plastic above her face. She was lying on her back.
Her pulse throbbed in her neck, in her temples, and she knew she wasn’t getting enough air. Slow down, slower, then—
No light and n. . .