Okay, I know I haven't posted here in awhile. But basically I've been feeling like I've had no adventures to speak of. But now, in a way, I feel on the verge of the riskiest adventure yet. Well, at least the riskiest since deciding to schlep the family to Minnesota in a million-year-old RV that was on fire! (Alright, it wasn't on fire when we got in it!)
Anyway, I am about to debut at The Debutante Ball - which is a grog - or group blog - where you get to watch as five debut authors go through the fun, adventure and madness of our launch year. I was thrilled to be chosen and have polished up my tiara and all. But gosh, I'm such a klutz! What if I get out on the dance floor and trip - or more likely, step on someone else's toes? Drink too much punch and dance on the table (and those of you who know me, know that this can happen!)? Barf in the punchbowl? And what, oh what will I wear?
Okay, it's not really a ball (and this was disappointment number one, because really, when was the last time you were invited to an actual ball?) It's just a virtual thing and everyone seems so nice and supportive of everyone else. But still, I'm a little afraid of busting in with my brash humor and no-holds-barred kind of writing (these other gals all seem so ... I don't know ... nice!)and well, what if they don't like me?
Well, maybe that's just my way of inviting (okay, begging) all of you (anyone still out there???) to check me out at http://www.thedebutanteball.com/ on Friday and let me know you LOVE me. You do LOVE me ...don'tcha?
I'll keep you posted,
and p.s. I don't care if it's virtual, I'm gonna wear my tiara on Friday!