Hello people. I've been a stranger, but I've got most of the edits back on Us and have been hard at work getting it all set for publication. I want to take a moment to give a shout out to Melinda. She's edited 4 out of the 5 books in the L&J series. (She didn't edit the first one, and that's my excuse for why it's the worst one. Or because it was the first book I ever wrote. Either one will work.) I'm half way through her edits and I don't know why I'm so surprised. I should be used to the fact that she is the Editing Queen. Nevertheless, I find myself thinking, "Damn, she even caught the lacking accent mark in órale!!" Maybe by the next book I will stop being amazed at her mad skills.
Or not, but I can't say thank you enough to Melinda for taking time out of her busy life to not just find typos, but to make what I write flow better. Not to mention the fact that she catches things I totally fucked up. Sometimes as a writer, we get in the zone and just type, sorta forgetting shit as we go cuz there is so much going on in our heads. Melinda has actually made a timeline of my stories to be sure I didn't fuck anything up. Really, who does that? Melinda, that's who, and I'm the lucky recipient.
So to Melinda—THANK YOU!!
Moving on, Three Years. Damn, Lili St. Germain.
Though it was a little heavy on graphic torture descriptions for my taste, the ending left me ready to throw my Kindle across the room. I didn't as there is no carpet in Mexico, and the tile floor would surely break my precious baby. Jase, Juliette, and Elliot have got me on pins and needles over here waiting to see what happens to them. September. Really? I have to wait until September? What will I do in the meantime?
Next up: Thrive. I have been twitching I'm so hard up for some more Lily and Lo.
Gotta be responsible and finish my own book, though :( There are so many good books that just came out, but I need to keep my author hat on.
On a related note, I started a new book while I was waiting on edits. It's a standalone. I think. Steel & Ice was a standalone and look what happened. Regardless, I am going to do my best to deliver a standalone that should make you cry and laugh, cuz that's how I like to do it. The heroine is sassy, though not as gritty as Elle. She also is a singer. Can I sing? Well, I have a mouth, so yes. Can I sing well? Heavens no! But in book world, I'm the white Sade, baby :)
Well, this was my break from editing, so I should get back to it. I'll leave you with more Mexico musings. I think more of these are sober musings, but you never know ;)
En Mexico, parte 2
- There are Whoo-Girls here too. I'm sitting on the shitter and they're whoo-ing in the bathroom. Fur realz. (OK, so this one obviously wasn't sober...)
- Men wear tight pants. Some tight roll their pants. Or, depending on your ethnicity, you might call it pegging their pants. Either way, it's straight 1990 style. Not sure what's up with it, but I've seen it quite a bit.
- You will need to learn to be less direct. It offends people. But then again, if you're the bitchy American, you might not care. Eh.
- It's OK if your bra is showing in a way that would be considered inappropriate by American standards. It's fine here.
- If you're a woman, you better have some skinny jeans.
- Plan to work out if you want to fit into those skinny jeans, cuz the bread is outta this world.
- People cry in the club. Not sure what's up with this, but I think it's just the extra emotion people show in general. Those damn Puritans turned Americans into some stoic mo fo's. Get ready for people to cry on your shoulder—in the house, on the street, or yes, in the club.
- Most things happen tomorrow.
- Even though you've told the Dish guy you don't have a TV, he'll keep coming back to your door. You can keep answering the door when he knocks... or not.
- Hope you're not allergic to sulfates, cuz if so, you are going to be driving all over town to find some dye free, paraben free, alcohol free, or sulfate free health and beauty products. And as for finding laundry soap that's dye free, well, good luck. I'm still looking.
Hasta mañana mi gente-