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In Which an Idiot Author Ventures Out of Her Comfort Zone (for Charity)

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Okay, even though my sixth romcom, Your New Best Friend, publishes in only 10 days (TEN, PEOPLE! THAT’S 1 – 0 !), this idiot author took a break (snerk—you’ll get it if you keep going) and entered to win tickets to the L.A. premiere of Hamilton. Why? Because I’m a longstanding theater nerd and I need to see this musical but I do not have the scratch to nip to New York City for it.

Anyway, if you enter to win by donating to the Immigrants: We Get the Job Done Coalition (a super-worthy cause!), you also get to make a #Ham4All video of yourself singing a song from Hamilton. So, against my better judgment, I did. (WHAT THE…)

Here’s the result. Don’t laugh! Unless you’re old enough to get the ’70s kids’ TV reference I used in the video. If you are, I love you, and you may laugh all you want.

Anyway, go to the Prizeo page and enter/donate, and you too can make a fool out of yourself on video. For a good cause, you understand.

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Fugitives from the Library

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libraryI love Julie Valerie’s topic for her blog hop this month. Libraries! Avid writers/readers like me are passionate about libraries! And I’ll bet anything we have similar warm memories of the place—devouring everything in the juvenile section, from Go Dog Go to Judy Blume; discovering our genre of choice that we actually ended up writing as adults, like romance or mystery; meeting our friends there; spending rainy afternoons wandering through the stacks. We can all expound on the feeling of being surrounded by thousands of volumes, the smell of old books, the crinkling sound of the clear plastic covers protecting the hardbacks, the nice (or mean) librarian who always seemed to be behind the counter, the thunk of the card reader.

So, to avoid repeating a tale every library lover knows by heart, I’ll tell you about the time I became a fugitive from a library. In a foreign country. Read the rest of this entry