robgoodfella

Whoops. Update. Pretty pointless to vote for me as I'm not on their list (although they have comment sections to leave a write in vote that won't be counted but will show Goodfellow rocks and that we D-listers don't take this lying down...although Goodfellow would...or standing up...or hanging from a chandelier.) Anyhow, the hell with that noise--since I already posted the contest, you can tell *me* your favorite secondary character and why and I'll still give the books away.

Is a vote for the horny puck in us all. So go vote for our bad bad boy. And of those who vote will be dropped in the hat for a signed book giveaway. Five books...your choice of Deathwish or Trick of the Light (and Zeke, another very bad boy.) 

VOTE: Which Author Has The Best Secondary Characters Poll:   http://bittenbybooks.com/?p=12778

It's not for me, really. It's for my horny and homicidal crew. Don't let them down.

Robin Goodfellow, Salome (who doesn't love a killer mummy cat?), Zeke (who doesn't love a killer...a killer...um...a killer who really enjoys his work.) And so many others.
 

lilithsaintcrow

ETA: I forgot to mention, there’s an interview with me up over at the Book Butterfly. Enjoy!

Yesterday was a comedy of errors, ameliorated somewhat by my friend Red Argyle and his girlfriend coming over for family bowling night. We had a lot of fun, and I tried a new recipe. It came out very well, even if I couldn’t find flank steak.

The cavalcade of errors included my kitchen sink suddenly refusing to work, despite Drano and plunging. I am proud to report that this morning I took the trap off, cleaned everything out, swore five or six times, and restored order. At least under-the-sink gets clean and now I know how to take the trap off. So, it’s all good.

And now my website is back up and working again! Huzzah! So, am announcing the winner of a copy of Betrayals–remember that? And the winner, picked with the help of Random.org, is…

…comment #12, Terry! Who said:

Throwing up in my hotel room (very bad fish from the hotel restaurant) prevented me from likely being being ensnared from what I hope was a beautiful Russian spy (lovely phone voice).

This was in Moscow during the cold war and those things did happen back then.

I have no idea if she really was a “swallow” (old spy slang term, look it up ) and I certainly was no catch but the whole meeting sounded wrong (too long to tell here) and before I could make up my mind, the fish decided to swim to freedom through my throat.

Whether it was luck, bad luck and/or a really complex (and likely weird) conspiracy by the soviets remains unknown.

Terry, if you’ll email me your snail mail address, your signed and personalized copy of Betrayals will be on its way to you! Thanks for commenting!

There will be another giveaway, and I’m working on the most current installation of the newsletter, where there will be yet another giveaway. But first, today, I have to get out to Home Despot. I need plumber’s putty, some dowels, and a snake.

Don’t ask. I just like to be prepared.

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