Fourteen years ago today, I was in pain. A lot of pain. The kind of pain that requires an IV of drugs, cursing, and punching the nearest person in the face.
My son is fourteen today. I asked him this morning if he thought he'd survive this long (you know, being raised by me an' all) and he said, "No." Then I said, "Yay, survival! Happy Birthday! Get out of bed, it's time to get ready for school!" We celebrate big time, don't we?
In a weird coincidence (although, this is ME we're talking about), the second book in the Wizards of Nevermore series is out today, too ... NOW OR NEVER. Birthing that book brought a different kind of pain. It was a whole lot of WTF was I thinking? mixed with sweat and tears (i.e. copious weeping) and a couple of sacrifices to the gods.
While I celebrate fourteen stress-free years of bliss and serenity (hahahahahahahah ... ahahahahahahah), I invite you to join the par-tay at my Minions Yahoo! group. There's a free prezzie for all list members (if you join, you get it, and no, I'm not giving hints).
If you leave a comment on this post, you'll be entered to win an a guest appearance in ONLY LYCANS NEED APPLY. I'll put your name in the acknowledgements, or as a cameo appearance in the book. Your choice! I'm picking one winner from the blog and one from the Minions ... and I'll announce the winners Thursday morning-ish.