Sunday, March 01, 2009
Mad as a...
Apparently hares are mad in March because it's mating season. Since when you write erotic romance it's never not mating season, this means the madness is permanent. Well, it would be if I was a hare.
March means it's not long til my birthday; it also means it's not long til April, when my next Changeling book is due. Since I don't even have the first month's sales info for After The Fall, this makes me a little nervy. Do I write another Empire book? What if this one tanks, and they don't want a second book? Especially since I've already planned another three.
See, March hares have nothing on my state of sanity.