Santa Claus, clause, claws is coming to town. He is watching. No dumb elf on the shelf is going to fink on me. I burned the little sucker years ago. Beside all that, there was no elf on a shelf when I was a kid, just my dad’s belt around his waist and his pants wouldn’t fall down when he whipped it out, either.
I have been lax at this blog. I am so ashamed. There has been much going on what with having to reset my computer, which meant I lost all my passwords. Then the website guru decided he needed more time with his family, which meant I got the privilege of playing with website and blog changes. (Did save me a bit of money, tho.) Then there was a couple of trips to see the grandkids, which meant they took priority. Then there was the splinter under my brain.
Won Nano again for the fifth year, maybe fourth. I don’t remember that far back or up close. Got the fourth in my series on STATE OF ARIZONA, a modern alternative history series, up to 50,000 words, which means there’s only 20,000 or so to go.
On the sales side, the County Fair proved to be profitable and well received. Then there was a Christmas Gift Boutique a month later that help the coffers. A Lion’s Club Christmas gift sale was a bust, although I did make a couple bucks if you don’t count the gas to get there and back. Oh, yeah, I almost forgot. We did a book festival which took lots of travel and a place to stay for two nights along with the cost of meals. We made a nickle or two there. I’ll do it again. 70+ authors allowed me to learn a lot on sales. Fella next to me, had three books in a series and almost sold out.
Well, the refer needs defrosting, the solar system is acting up, my books are way behind, my travel mileage is way behind, and my dogs want out so, gotta run.
Blessings, and may Santa Claws bring you mud and ice,
Now get to writing, Doug.