Howdy! I missed last week’s sta­tus, and yes­ter­day I had com­put­er issues, so it’s real­ly a Sun­day Sta­tus.  I still have the issues, but I found a workaround. Why don’t these machines last for­ev­er? I haven’t even worn off the let­ters on this key­board yet 🙁 I’m shar­ing a pic­ture of Derek Jeter, because of course I’m shar­ing a pic­ture of Derek Jeter.

Work in Progress News ~ Work­ing away on a book that I don’t even have a work­ing title for. Usu­al­ly I name them after my hero, but he’s still John Doe until his per­son­al­i­ty shines through. One of these days a John and Jane will stick! That would be very strange…

Favorite Song of the Week ~ So a video edi­tor had a day off or some­thing. Found a bunch of ama­teur videos on YouTube, and mixed them into this orig­i­nal work:

Tweet of the Week ~

Big butts: do you like them? Lying: can you? Oth­er broth­ers: can they deny? More at 11

— Ris­to­lable (@Ristolable) August 24, 2014

Indus­try News ~ There is so much I want to tell you but I can’t. Please do Google.

What I’m read­ing ~ I start­ed on Jen­nifer Bernard’s Fire­man series. I’ve met Jen­nifer in real life, and she’s such a great per­son, and I do love every word she pub­lish­es. Fire­fight­er Patrick “Psy­cho” Calla­han earns his nick­name every day. Fast, fit, and a furi­ous work­er, he thrives on the dan­ger which helps him for­get a near-tragedy that changed his life for­ev­er. But when his off-duty carous­ing gets out of hand, Patrick is sent back to Love­less, Neva­da, where the wild­fire threat­en­ing his home­town has noth­ing on siz­zling Dr. Lara Nelson.

Lara would rather be thought of as the physi­cian who returned to Love­less than as the mis­fit brought up at a hip­pie New Age com­mune. But right now she’s focused on her job at hand, patch­ing up injured firemen…until the past hits her in the hard-mus­cled, blue-eyed form of Patrick Calla­han. Now, the embers of their decade-old attrac­tion have ignit­ed into a full-on infer­no, as the bad-boy fire­fight­er and the good doc­tor take a walk on the wild side they’ll nev­er forget.

Today’s Tear­jerk­er ~ This daugh­ter moved the date of her wed­ding so her father could attend. Then she made sure he got the first dance with the bride.

Book Snip­pet ~From Pre­View, my roman­tic sus­pense. It’s a short snip­pet, but it makes me smile:

“I have noth­ing to say to you.” Unless one would count the new names she’d made up to describe him, but she didn’t have that kind of time.

“Maybe not, but I have some­thing to say to you, and you can either lis­ten to me right now, or you can hang up and I’ll—”

She hung up.

 

Okay, that’s it for me. I hope you stay warm and snow-free until at least autumn. I don’t think I’ll be so lucky.