Having a cup of coffee on this chilly Christmas morning before I switch to mimosas. Coffee to wake up; mimosas to relax me enough to cook. It’s not a precise science, but I’m willing to take that risk.
Merry Christmas to you and to those you love. I hope this day finds you safe and warm and healthy. I love you all.
One of the sweetest surprises associated with self publishing was discovering that I got to create a name for my own publishing company. When my editor, Rachel Carrera told me to start thinking of a name for my enterprise I jotted down several possible titles, including “Scout’s Honor,” for our recently deceased cat, Scout, but thought I’d go with “Praying for Eyebrowz” in keeping with my blog’s title.
Then I spoke with my daughter, Ashley. When I told her about getting to christen my publishing company the first words out of her mouth were, “Scout’s Honor.” And that sealed it.
For Christmas, Ashley had a friend design a logo for me. I cried when I first saw it. Studly Doright cried when he held it.
Now for a shameless attempt to encourage you to buy my book if you haven’t already: