I'm back, dirtywords!

That's right. Here I am. I'm doing a little rooster strut to get your attention. I had to R-U-N-N-O-F-T for a while there to take care of some Very Important (tm) trachea reconstruction in my youngest youngin'.
Things were so crazy for a while there I actually almost forgot my latest book was launched on August 17th. Oops.


But now I'm back, ready to get all talky and sharey about books and words and writing and reading and whatever else you want to talk about.

I am obviously not ready for the nitty-gritty of blogging, though, because my photos are jacked. I am too tired/lazy to fix them, though, so please use your imaginations as to where they might look best in this post. Gracias.

Now.

On to the book talkings.

Actually, no. I have to go to bed. So this is actually a teaser post for all of the fabulous things I will post soon-ish. Also, I want to talk about MOCKINGJAY, but I don't want to spoil it for anyone, so I am going to sit on my hands and say nothing. Unless you are my husband, and then you're getting an earful of stories about katniss and peeta and all their malarky, but you don't care that much because you haven't read any of the books. Pesky spouse.

11% battery left on my laptop, so I have to go. But know that I am here. Even when I have to go.

I offer you all a post-summer fist bump and say, "May we never have to do that again" about all of the things I was busy doing when I couldn't blog.

What are some good books you guys read this summer? I have got to catch.up.

PS. Tomorrow is my birthday. I kind of want to have a contest to see if you can guess how old I am, but I think this contest may end with me weeping behind the couch, so you can use your imagination about that, too. (About my age, not about the weeping. Unless you're into that, in which case, I say this non-judgmentally - yikes.)

PPS. I am obviously cracked out on no sleep because this post blows and is kind of rip-roaringly insane. Alas.

PPPS. Do blog posts even use postscripts like this? Like I am sending you all a pen pal letter? The tired, it is pwning me. I must sleep. We will talk soon.