Yikes, I've been dragged, kicking and screaming into the current era! I've got a blog! This from a gal who's been known to lose whole manuscripts in a single bound because I thought back-up was a car manouver.
Let me introduce myself. I'm a girl from Oz, Tasmania, actually. That's the tiny island down the bottom where natives are reported to have 2 heads. What's the problem? Two heads are better than one, they say, though it does get expensive in hats. Fortunately I don't have designer tastes.
I have a sometimes husband and 2 wild and wooly children, currently on the state's endangered list for drawing on the walls of our flat. Shhh! That's supposed to be a secret. Don't want to be evicted.
I'd like to say I write for a living, but mostly I write for a lot less than that. I'm currently editing a romantic suspense with a dippy, pig-shooting nurse from Outback Australia , a scrummy Latino doctor from Colombia, and his Asperger suffering nephew. Why nephew? Well, it's a long story- actually, it's only about 90,000 words at the mo, but it's growing daily. Sad to say, I have experience with all these elements but the Latin scrumminess. Pity that.
Well, enough for today. Post a comment. Drop me a clue- some say I'm short on them. Who knows, I may get blogger addicted like all my friends. I believe scientists are currently working on a cure over in the States, but so far addicts appear to be irretrievable. Please tell me it's not too late. If it is, run! Save yourselves. I'll go down with the shi.. um, ship.