Just Call Me Lindarella
Check out the trio of Prince Charmings, western style.
(I actually intended to put this at the bottom of the blog, but there you go. It’s a miracle I managed to post it at all.)
Would you believe in 60 years of life, the above play on my name (Lindarella) has never occurred to me before this morning??? (Or if it did, I’ve forgotten. :))
Not much gets by me!
I needed a fairy-tale name to describe a fairy-tale experience–my recent visit to Las Vegas as a guest of Harrah’s and the world’s greatest publisher, Harlequin. Working together, they came up with a promotion I probably couldn’t have dreamed up on my own–and I have a pretty darn good imagination! The first event was a VIP affair in one of the lounges at the beautiful Paris Las Vegas–I couldn’t believe how many people came! It was so much fun to sign books and chat with readers. A high-point (not that there were any low ones!) was meeting Susan and Bruce Harrell, winners of the all expenses paid trip to Vegas and a pair of rodeo tickets. Susan wrote a wonderful entry about why she wanted to bring her husband to the National Finals, the biggest event in rodeo. They were so sweet together–love is lovelier, whichever-time around. I did my heart good to see the way Susan and Bruce looked at each other.
The second event was an autographing in the lobby at the Paris. Readers received a free t-shirt and signed book, and they could have their picture taken with the three sexy cowboys playing the parts of my Texas McKettricks. (See above. As if you could have missed them.)
I’m all reinspired, after my trip. Ready to push up my sleeves, wade in and draft “Austin”, the third and final story in this series. Writing is such isolated work, and meeting the readers really helps me to feel connected.
See you tomorrow.