Author: megsilver

I’m having guests this weekend, so I’ll be checking out a bit early today. Here’s wishing you the weekend you need, and to stick the landing on Monday. Enjoy.

For the standalone romance title, I can’t use the cover artist who produces the Fantasy Heights covers. Believe me, I wish I could, but the standalone is a completely different type of job, so I understand why my regular artist said no. Finding an artist for this next job has not been easy. I used to think I was pretty laid back about this whole segment of design. As it turns out, that is totally not true. I still haven’t found anyone, and the clock is ticking. Wish me luck. I’m not panicking yet, but the hour draws near…

Seventy degrees on Saturday. Today (Monday), winter storm warning. Someone forcefeed Mother Nature her ADHD meds, si vous plais. I’m tryana have spring, here. In other news, it was a great weekend. Which means I got nothing at all done, and now must get my posterior in gear. Go have lots of fun without me.

I have this really… particular way of working with note-paper, especially when I’m in development mode. I like 14″ legal-pad paper, folded in half, and put on a clipboard. And don’t even think about handing me a pen. I’m all about the pencil. So this morning, I had to crack open a new package of legal pads. Tore off the first page, and when I went to fold it, discovered that it won’t fold exactly in half. The pages aren’t perfectly rectangular. I am having a fit about this (obviously).And being made fun of for it. So now we want to vote: Is this a… 1) diva-driven green M&M moment,… Read More

I wish you all could have been here a few minutes ago; one of my writing buddies emailed to warn me Help Wanted was #51 in the Kindle bookstore’s erotica section. There might have been some squeeing involved. So I had to take a break from freaking out to come here and say “Hey, readers? Thank you. You ROCK.”

I blew a great deal of my weekend watching Downton Abbey, season one. It. Was. Awesome. Except now I’m mad that season two has barely even begun. I need more, dangit. More!

Could possibly fuel a small city on the amount of deadline stress (and caffeine) pouring through my system right now. Please do not point and laugh. That’s rude.