Some Spies Are Uber Wealthy

Mood today:

I titled this photo "Self-Contemplation." I spent my first off-day in months looking over my world, moving things around, trying to get caught up. But sometimes it's important to pause and look up and back, to see how far you've gone and the path ahead. And most important of all, acknowledge your choices, past and present.

OW.

That was my Shallow Self telling me to shut up. ;-) Monday, Monday.

BOOK NEWS:

My old publisher has sold the foreign rights to The Hunter to a Macedonian publisher! Yeeha. Macedonians do speak Croatian and Serbian, so they already know what Hawk meant when he said, "Ja sam gladna." I'm excited...will the story and cover be the same? Or will they give it a John de Salivate pirate historical cover like they did to a Cherry Adair book? (foreign books don't care that modern spy suspense romances don't have historical pirates)

My research of all things quantum (quantum mechanics, quantum entanglement, quantum shadows) has gone toooooo big. It's time to stop. I have to tell myself this in writing because if I don't, I'd start getting more and more entangled. Heh. I'm punning with physics terms now. I still don't know how to make that "lightbulb" idea work in relation to how my hero and heroine communicate, but it's so fun to pretend I'm smart and talk science when I have no idea what I'm talking about! After all, you're talking to a girl who has trouble explaining how a cassette tape records things on those reams of string-like film and here we are already in the new epoch of HD-CD, so of course I'm going to insert quantum entanglement theories into my books. HAHAhahahahahahaha.

When in doubt, turn to magic. I also spent the day reading Karen Marie Moning's Spell of the Highlander. Yes! Hunky Highlander Druid. Dark mirror. HotHAWThot man. Yum. And what a cover! I doona think Virtually His will get such fine treatment. ;-) Maybe I can get Helen to say some magic spell instead of explain quantum theory...hmm...

I heard this morning that Warren Buffett, the second richest man on earth, is giving 85% of his 40 billion-plus dollars to the richest man on earth, Bill Gates. Actually, to Bill Gates' charity foundation. Billion as in 1,000,000,000.00. Did I get the number of zeros correct? (can't wait to one day write that cheque! I remember my first BIG check...I wrote it to...sheesh...Mr. Jobs, Bill Gates' ex-bestest friend! About $3000.00 or something horrible like that, for the Apple IIE. It was a big check for a 20 year old. My boyfriend was impressed, heh.)

Anyway, 85% of 40 billion is...umm...LOTS. Now that's a man who's self-contemplating. He ain't worried about no stinkin' quantum entanglement.

So what do you say to such news? Well, fine. I'll balance the world with a shallow announcement:

SOCCER PLAYERS CAN BE PRETTY TOO!

Check out the names on the back of these players' shirts...bwah!

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