![]() She’s fond of gingers, tea, and tales of hot men falling in love with each other-not necessarily in that order. She’s a woman of great mystery and suspense, but she can’t tell a lie without confessing. ![]() Because it showed how well she knew me, knew what was important to me, knew what I’d be cool with sharing, and made me sound sooo much more interesting than I actually am. My poor sweetheart was sick and miserable, but she managed to leave a cute comment saying, jokingly, “I’ve got you covered.” Ha! Her messing around bio had me bawling my head off. So I agonized over it, and began to seriously worry that I wouldn’t come up with anything even remotely acceptable. Talking about myself in the third person is waaaay outside my comfort zone. I did my typical procrastination routine until the last minute… and I came up with diddly squat! Talking about myself and my life is usually easy for me. Writing an author bio was an absolute nightmare. ![]()
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