It's been a week of +33 degrees C (91 F) heat and it is doing nothing for my word count. With humidity, it feels like 45 C (113 F).
My little office on the second floor is an oven. We don't have central air, nor do we own a window or portable air conditioner. I wake up nekkid, having somehow melted out of my pj's and reformed outside of them like the T-1000
if he wanted to shimmy out of his boxers. We have two fans going at night to keep us from dying, but it's been a rough week.
On the other hand, I've been going to sleep earlier just to avoid being conscious while it's so hot. So I guess it must be balancing out...
I sent a partial for Her Cinderella Secret to the Champagne Rose line at Red Rose Publishing.
Still no word back about Fighting for Her Love v. 2.0.
Focus has been on The Ghost of Pense lately. I'll get back to my Desire book when I know where it's going.
Oh, also, I should mention that the wedding went well. It was the happiest blur of my life.
Here's a picture that pretty much sums it up:
Yes, those are Stormtroopers. My older sister arranged for them as a surprise at the ceremony and reception. My dream came true.
And in case there was any doubt about how nerdy I was, for the record, we got the officiant to declare us husband and wife in these exact words:
Therefore, by the authority vested in me by the Province of Ontario and the Marriage Act, and by the Power of Grayskull, it is my honour and delight to pronounce you legally married. Live long and prosper, May the Force be with you, so say we all.
That's her attempting the Vulcan Live Long and Prosper hand sign. Not quiiiiiite there...but good enough. 8 )