D: What is that?
A: Oh, that was my badge for the Bead Show.
D: And that-that sparkly thing?
A: That’s the badge holder and lanyard. Gotta have bling on the show floor, D. Gotta represent.
D: You are ridiculous. Do you even know what you’re saying?
A: No, not really.
D: (Sigh) So. That’s where you were. I see.
A: Don’t go tapping your foot at me, Druid. I have been hard at work. And working some more. And then adding a little work to my work for giggles.
D: Uh huh.
A: (Eye roll). Okay, so I had some adjusting to do. It’s not easy to get used to new, incredibly limited, internet access rules (thank you internet hackers for being bastards and making them necessary) at work and readjusting how I approach social media during the day. Currently, it’s nonexistent–
D: Except for the weekends when you clutter your media accounts with the ridiculous—
A: And harrowing!
D: Saga of your not-so-red hair.
A: Oh, come on – the hair saga was hilarious.
D: . . . And yet, does it involve writing? Or even editing?
A: I’m getting there. Follow the narrative, D – it’s not all about you.
A: Charming. Besides work, there have been birthday parties and sunshine—
D: I thought that was sunburn—
A: . . . There have been birthday parties and sunshine. I’ve been spending time with the bride to my honorette, not to mention driving The Boy hither and yon for school concerts (The Boy is the one on drums):
And plays (check out this wonderful review of Godspell – I could not have said it better myself!) and rehearsals for a fabulous student improv comedy show this summer. I’ve even (gasp) gotten involved in my community.
D: Oh, is that all?
A: . . . .
D: Did you know your face turns a delightful shade of puce when you’re angry?
A: (Mutter, grumble, curse).
D: Now, now, A – I don’t even think they make crowbars large enough to do that anyway.
A: You are in a ridiculously good mood.
D: Of course I am. I know the news you’re going to announce at the end of this post. This is my benevolently forbearing face.
A: . . . I think I need to lock you up at night – there is no way I use those words, in that order, or together that way.
D: No, but your friends do.
A: This is the price I pay for being social.
D: Obviously you have two choices – stay home with me rattling around in your head, and allow my language to atrophy to its archaic forms, or be social and encourage the twenty-first century education of this timeless druid.
A: Tough choices.
A: Of course, there is a third option.
D: A third option, A? You don’t mean—
A: I do, mean, D. I mean that I could just embrace you, in your archaic, enfuriating, timeless druidic self and release your books into the world, starting with Changelings: Into the Mist in November 2014.
A: I thought that might help ameliorate my bookish inactivity of late.
D: You can be as busy as you please, Miss A, and get as sunburned as you like, so long as there are release dates and plans aplenty for your – nay, my – books.
A: Thanks . . . I think. And thank you to all of you for your encouragement and readership as I’ve made my way through this journey. I’m very excited to have a release date and the faintest outlines of a plan – but I know I couldn’t have done it without this blog and the people I’ve met here. Cheers to you!