In case you missed the big event of the year, I had a fab red carpet launch at Changing Hands. This is the dress I picked up at thrift store when I realized . . . Oh, red carpet means I have to dress up too.
These next pictures are of me and my entourage arriving. Curse the paparazzi! They make my life a living heck!
Okay, that’s actually just my fantasy world. Hey, authors are allowed to have fantasy worlds. We even populate them and get attached to our characters. (Tristan is real! I know he is!)
We took lots of awesome pictures of people posing for the paparazzi–and I will say that some of my friends and their kids are quite the hams, but since I wasn’t sure if any of them actually wanted their pictures posted on my blog, I’m just posting a couple from a woman who frequently trots her children’s pictures out on this blog.
Yes, this is Gaston, and this is what he really would do if paparazzi ever bothered him. (Actually, he would probably grab cameras and clang them together like cymbals.)
And here is my biggest fan–or at least my most up-to-date fan– since she reads all of my stories as I write them on my computer. Yesterday she asked me, “If you weren’t an author, would you be one of those mothers that does housework?”