Life has been crazy lately here at Rancho Doghair. I had galleys to get out the door (for Playing With Fire), and I have been horribly lax about getting a New Years newsletter off to readers, but most of the latter was due to my wrist being obnoxious again. It is currently out of favor and being punished (aka I'm wearing the wrist brace again).
But this is Good News Tuesday, not Bitch About Your Wrist Tuesday, so let me dredge up some good news...um. I'm about to start a new book. Idiot dog hasn't killed me, or himself, despite frequent attempts at both. The antho I was in, My Big Fat Supernatural Honeymoon has been on the New York Times list for a couple of weeks, which is always nice to hear. And I guess my last little morsel of good news is that I heard the orders for my first mystery were much larger than expected (certainly more than I expected), so yay. Although that kind of has a sting to it--now I get to worry about it twice as much. Oy.
Your turn! Good news, please!