it is not a tumor
Isn't smelling odd things at odd times one of the signs of a brain tumor? Cuz I think I've got one! I swear to God, I have been smelling the strangest things lately. Yesterday, it was dirt. Walking through my house, in a certain spot, I could have sworn I smelled soil. Then today, I thought I smelled lasagna. With that one, I'd say it was wishful thinking--LOL--but I don't know what the explanation could be for the dirt smell. If it keeps up, I would definitely say an MRI or CAT scan (or whatever) is in order. :-PI got my Romance $ells ad done & paid for--twice, actually. (Don't ask.) But I still have half a dozen other things to take care of. Right now I'm working on that Art Fact Sheet for FORTUNE'S FORBIDDEN WOMAN so I don't get an angry phone call tomorrow, with the folks at Harlequin wondering where it is. I'm supposed to be describing scenes from the story that I think would lend themselves to cover art, but I darn well can't think of a single one. LOL
I also got the nifty surprise of new foreign copies of one of my Desires today. This time it's the Dutch version of WHEN THE LIGHTS GO DOWN, which has been retitled Wild en ongeremd...Wild and Unrestrained. How cute is that? It certainly sums up Ethan's & Gwen's relationship, I think. *g*
Oh! I also realized today that BEDDED THEN WED is my sixth Silhouette Desire & my twelfth published novel. Can you believe it?!? I'm having a little trouble wrapping my mind around that myself. I realize it's no two hundred novels like Nora Roberts or whatnot, but I still find it amazing.
I have a copy of each of my books between two bookends above the TV, but I'm starting to feel overwhelmed whenever I look at them. LOL Don't tell anyone I said this, but I barely remember writing them all. I think I'd have to skim through to really remember details for each story.
It's also overwhelming to realize that even though BEDDED THEN WED is my twelfth book, I'm actually two books & a novella & a half ahead of that. Yikes!
This would be the point at which I remind myself that I'm a writer & do not have to do math. (Thank goodness.) So I stop counting, take a deep breath, & go back to my latest story, already in progress. *vbg*
