It's Christmas. And I dont want diamonds.

First, thank you all! I still can't believe there's over 2,900 of ya'll -I'm tempted to ask if you're sure that I'm the writer you're looking for because, hello, I've been horrible lately. Two years, wow, can't believe the yahoo group has been up for that long. I feel old. I'm only 24, but I feel 74. Don't worry, I won't gripe about arthritis or even complain about how my knees act up when it rains.

However, if you're feeling so inclined....




*just so you know, I ADORE used books The feel of bent spines, the smell of aged paper and curled edges make me happy for some reason. And I really want to read THIS, THIS, & THIS

THIS and THIS would make the Finland lover in me dance.

:)

And this week I SWEAR I'm updating 'Chase After Me'. It's been done for a few weeks now, but while I am not a perfectionist, I do bite my nails sometimes worrying about if I'm dragging a story out or having the climax come too soon -and not in that 'feel good orgasmic kind of way'.

Oh man, I really shouldn't talk dirty on here. My MOTHER probably reads this from work. Hi mommy, I love you. Bring home Boston Market for dinner.