It's RAINING Today!

And you know what that means...I'm in an excellent mood, my Minions.

After receiving the big thumbs-up from my fabulous agent (Michael Bourret of Dystel & Goderich, in case you were wondering) on the latest (and there have been many...) synopsis for DEVON'S PLAYGROUND, I've been trudging forth--no, that's not at all the right word...but "skipping merrily" isn't right either--and so far, I'm about half way finished with the first fifty pages he's requested. SQUEE! (Don't get too excited--that was a matter of brushing up some pages..the next thirty will be far trickier)

And speaking of skipping merrily...many people have mentioned that I'm awfully chipper for someone who describes herself as goth. Well...that's true. I'm a perky goth. In short, we're the ones who dance gleefully around in a shower of blood rather than reflect mournfully on the tragic end of life. (Or...something less morbid, maybe) Perky goths are so dark, so dismal, so gloomy that we've punched through to the other side. However, there are dangers to being a perky goth.

Speaking of goth...it's almost that time of year again, where I put away my yummy accessories and go corporate goth for The Man. The Man is this case is the annual Backspace Conference! I'm really looking forward to seeing everyone again (and meeting new people). It rawks. You should go. Cuz...well, cuz I'll be there. And I'm awesome. I'm a total perky goth diva geek. You'd love me. Promise.