Look what my friendly (well, actually, he's kind of grumpy) UPS guy brought me today:
Compliments of my favorite geek, Empress of the Universe and Self-Proclaimed Nose-Nerd, Sarah Miller.
Why did I receive such a gift as that?
Because I am Keeper of the Sanity....which means I endured countless hours of endless whining and...UM...
wait a minute.
I didn't mean that.
What I meant was that the Sarah and I had meaningful and profoundly wise conversations about the process of writing.
Yeah, that's what I meant.
But here is the irony which gave us both a good chuckle:
I have no sense of smell.
So I can only imagine the scent of Paperback.
It's a nice scent, right?
If I smell horrible the next time you see me, please tell me.
But thank you, Geek-Girl....