Let me have…now…whimper.
This one comes out on my anniversary. And while we’re at Nationals. And…um…when in the hell am I supposed to read it? Can’t I have it now? I’m good for pimping. REALLY. Just ask the next author… she’ll tell you. Or ask all the people who I recommend her stuff to.
I’m suffering here. I want this book so bad, it’s not even funny. Actually PBW probably DOES think it’s funny. I think she likes to torment me. I think she even put up that damn counter on her blog with the words… the final stardoc novel just to torment me. Why yes, I do have a paranoid, me-centric thing going here….
I read this already. I still need it in print. Because I’m like that. And I want to beg Carolyn to write faster, but she took pity on me and didn’t make me suffer. Unless some people (PBW).
Because it’s by Ilona and I wants it. And she took pity on me with Magic Bleeds. Unlike PBW. (Yes, I’m harping on that.)
Damn it. This one also comes out on my anniversary. What’s up with this???? Can’t I have it now?