There's a reason my last post was in May. Nothing's happened. Nothing you would want to hear about. I've been working the best damn job in the world here. I've been chiseling away at Book II (now officially subtitled The Exodus thanks to contest winner Tiffany Milam). I wrote a guest post for the fabulous Her Book Self Blog. I lost six pounds, watched an ass-ton of Battlestar Galactica, and at some point, I wound up with a boyfriend. All these things have taken their toll on the blog. I'll apologize later.
But NOW, stuff is HAPPENING. Most pertinently, BRIDGE DAY. No, not your grandmother's weekly game (who the fuck even knows someone who's actually played bridge? I don't). THIS Bridge Day:
Or if you've read Vessel, Book I: The Advent, you'll remember it this way:
Bridge Day is Saturday, October 15th, on the New River Gorge Bridge near Fayetteville, WV. I don't know what to expect (this event is HUGE), but I'm excited. I'll have a whole table loaded with copies of Book I*, and I'll be giving away a $50 Amazon gift certificate (plus a few copies of the book). And though I will not be displaying them (the typical WV family frowns upon hot pink gay statements abbreviated with cum splats), I will have a whole heap of the SEXODUS TOUR T-SHIRTS available on my person throughout my 10-day stay in the home state. So if you want one free of shipping, there's your chance.
* This is all assuming I'm not detained between then and now for the above image, which could be mistaken as some kind of poorly photoshopped terrorist threat. Here's to hoping that's not the message coming across.
More on Bridge Day here: officialbridgeday.com
I'll be in the Charleston area from Oct. 16th-23rd. So if you can't make it to the Bridge, chances are I'll be easy to catch if you want a book/t-shirt, of if you just want to get some Tudor's Biscuit World with me. Sweet lord, I cannot wait to get my hands on a big hot Peppy biscuit. My path of destruction will be a short one. There is a Tudor's Biscuit World in the mothereffing Yeager Airport. It is the only restaurant in our airport, I kid you not, and it will be my first stop.
In parting, just wanted to share these photos of a few people (self included) rocking out their Sexodus shirts. If you have a photo to add, send it along. Money you can't out-sex the pantless snake guy, though. Still want a shirt? Snag it here.
That's all for now, friends. See you in West by God Virginia!!!!!