by Kiersten Hallie Krum
I’m on deadline, my first deadline, well, my first hard deadline for a novel. Yes, I said it, a novel. It’s coming (and so is the announcement). So soon, that I’m deliriously behind schedule. My schedule, the one I set for myself, but still.
This weekend, I’m attempting to write 15,000 words in three days. I’m a little more than halfway there at 12:18 AM on the third day, and I’m pretty sure I’m not gonna rise again, though I hafta, because I gots to sit my ass back down at Starbucks tomorrow and crank out those last words. (I was there for 12 hours on Saturday, no exaggeration, and I swear the manager was about to turn out the lights and offer me a blanket right before I started to pack it up.)
Which is probably why I now look damn close to this:
So I apologize, lovely Lady Smutters, for leaving you high and dry for fresh content with which you may kick off your Monday Monday. (Bah dah. Bah, dah, dah, dah.) (OK, fine, I put in a link for those of you who’ve never heard of the Mamas and Papas and are now wondering what the bloody hell I’m bah dah, bah, dah, dah, dahing about, and dear, sweet, holy, baby Jesus, how have you never heard of the Mamas and Papas?!)
Once I finish this
friggin’ delightful book and get it to my editor, I promise to put enough brain cells together to be back in Lady Smut fighting form. How else are you going to know when to go buy it, right?
Until then, here, have a cookie.
Now don’t you feel better?
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Singer, writer, editor, traveler, tequila drinker, and cat herder, Kiersten Hallie Krum avoids pen names since keeping her multiple personalities straight is hard enough work. She writes smart, sharp, and sexy romantic suspense and can be found at http://www.kierstenkrum.com and regularly over sharing on various social media via @kierstenkrum.