Yesterday I got a call that To Catch a Thief is a finalist in The Maggie Contest for Unpublished Author’s.
* waits for applause to die down*
Thanks! When I got the call I decided it must be because of all those Icee’s I drink. See I KNEW there was a reason I’m so addicted to them.
They feed my muse.
Okay they don’t, but I love them anyway! I think they are responsible for my final.
Maybe not.
There’s a small, itty-bitty, teeny-weeny chance I’m making up an excuse to drink them since I LOVE them so much. Or maybe all that sugar has gone to my head.
It’s a definite possibility.
The boyfriend thinks I should join icee’s anonymous, and he’s probably right, but to tell the truth…
I’m not ready to end my relationship with them yet. They’re entirely too yummy!
