The truth is out there, apparently.
And so I feel I should put it here.
Yes, I signed a contract.
Book 1, currently titled Suspicious Circumstances will be out likely this fall. I say likely, but don't get angry, because we have to discuss the date, and there are plenty of variables that can influence that.
But by saying "fall" I've given myself until December 21 to deliver, and you can't whip me with a wet noodle.
I'm sure I'll have more to say on the subject. Truth be told, I'm still wrapping my brain around it all. And if you know about my silly string brain, you know what a sticky prospect it is to get it 'round anything.
I just...guys, it's been highs and lows, you know what I mean? A very emotional death. Winning a contest. Putting my back out. Getting a book deal.
(Our kitten, Skittles)
And of course, after the last experience, I approached this one really cautiously. "Okay, bring out the legal books and send it off to the legal experts."
At the end of the day, what does matter right now is that I signed a deal that I'm really happy about, and it really looks like I'm about to see my dream realized.
And there'll be more on this in a few days, once I can think properly again.
Assuming that happens.