I love antibiotics!

I’m at work for the first time in a week and feeling semi-human again. My voice is slowly returning to normal, and I feel better. I just get tired easily. Some of that is also probably from the out of breath feeling the bronchitis and asthma combination causes.

Not much else is new. I was jonesing for a new book so badly over the weekend—I’d read almost everything in my stack—that I actually drove my husband to ask me, with some weariness, if I wanted to go to Borders…even though it was already after 10:00 p.m. He said he’d drive me and wait in the car. Now that’s love, people. : )

I said no but then bought two books the next day at Target. The big one near our house has a fairly decent book selection.

Still haven’t heard anything from my queries, which is not surprising as not enough time has passed. Right now, my big debate is whether to sign up for the Romantic Times Convention Book Fair. I did it last year and as a brand-new author sold 19 copies. Pretty good, I’d say. But this year, I have no idea what will be going on with my book. If another publisher is interested, I’d have to pull sales of the book and that might leave me with nothing for the book fair. Which would be okay, except I’m sure they don’t like people backing out at the last minute.

Either way, I have to make a decision fairly quickly here and send in my registration for the convention and buy my plane tickets. Florida in May. Hmmm. That’s probably not a great combination for someone who hates to sweat. Hope there’s a pool with lots of shade at the hotel.