If I were such a planner, then at times like this when I'm not at my best, I could merely roll over and try to go back to sleep, knowing my post was already up. But I'm not. So after a night of coughing, hacking and sniffling, when I shuffle into the bathroom for more decongestant and something niggles at my cottony mind--like, what day is it???--I wouldn't go into an OMG panic.
It's just a bug of some kind, nothing earth-shattering, but I'm useless right now just the same. I see the doctor at three-thirty today, and he'll tell me what I already know: I have a virus. But thanks to the cancer scare I had three months ago, I now have a hovering husband who is calling the doctor every time I sneeze or get a headache. Pass me that box of tissues, would you, please?
I do have something great to share. My cover for my novella, part of the Honky Tonk Hearts series is in. Somehow the artist was able to capture Evie's dose of attitude, but then I shouldn't be surprised. The Wild Rose Press has the best graphic artists.
Evie Caldwell hates her life. Five years ago, she gave up college and her dream of teaching to care for her ailing mother. Now, she’s trapped taking care of her worthless brother and the family ranch. Waiting tables to earn her way out of Texas, the last thing she wants is a muscleman with a macho Marine attitude complicating her life. But, oh, how that man makes her insides melt.
Wounded vet Win Fairchild returns to Texas to heal, find a piece of his soul, and open a ranch for amputee children. Finding someone to love is not on his agenda. But when he starts work at the Lonesome Steer Honky Tonk, a spitfire with violet eyes and a major attitude instantly captures his heart.
Evie just wants to escape, but now that Win knows what he wants, can he convince Evie to stay in Texas—and his bed?
Wounded vet Win Fairchild returns to Texas to heal, find a piece of his soul, and open a ranch for amputee children. Finding someone to love is not on his agenda. But when he starts work at the Lonesome Steer Honky Tonk, a spitfire with violet eyes and a major attitude instantly captures his heart.
Evie just wants to escape, but now that Win knows what he wants, can he convince Evie to stay in Texas—and his bed?
My final galleys for Those Violet Eyes are in. As soon as my eyes stop watering enough so I can see the computer screen clearly, I'll get started on those. Until then, it's orange juice and hot tea for me. Let's add another thought to the list of things to do in 2012, shall we? STAY HEALTHY, EVERYONE.
9 comments:
Hi Vonnie,
Don't feel alone. Not everyone can make a plan, do lists that get finished, or remember all the important details. Get well. all the important stuff will wait.
Barbara
Loved seeing your new cover. I've got a book in that series, too. Fun!
Thanks, Barbara. I'd looked at the calendar a couple days ago and saw the note on today's date: Blog at Roses of Prose. Oh, I've got plenty of time, thinks I. Then the fever, chills, sore throat and congestion hit. This, too, shall pass.
Oh, Brenda, how exciting. What's the name of your story?
Love the cover! Books sounds great! When is it coming out?
So sorry you're under the weather, Vonnie! I'm finally well after two weeks, but my husband is still wheezing and hacking. Winter can be miserable. On a much more fun note - I LOVE the cover for Those Violet Eyes!
Hope you feel better, Vonnie. Love your cover. I try to blog ahead of time, but sometimes it's hard. Sometimes those last minute ideas are the best!
Hi Vonnie,
Hope you are feeling better by now. I always seem to be late commenting here, put it down to time differences.
Oh yes, I too, wish I could be organized. I am afraid I am a fly by the seat of my pants person too.
Gorgeous cover, I remember saying that somehwer else. Don't know where though. The old memory isn't what it used to be.
Cheers
Margaret
Vonnie - gorgeous cover, and congrats on the upcoming new release! Another one for the TBR pile...poor you with the virus, hope it's a short-lived one and you're back in great form by now.
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