As some of you may have noticed, I retired my Twitter account last week. I hope the cyber world will manage to continue without my status updates, and my small group of followers will not grieve too long for this loss. My agent suggested I open it when I published my first novel, Awaken, and I thought she was joking. I’m like, “Helen, have you read Awaken?” But, she pointed out it is great for marketing and publicity, which I admit, it is. I also don’t knock something until I try it for myself (except for meth, I probably don’t need to try that one to realize it isn’t good for me). So, I went on Twitter and posted awkward status updates and lost hours of time reading other awkward status updates and it just wasn’t for me.
I appreciate everyone who reached out to me on Twitter, and I’m not trying to avoid you, I just try to avoid being online too much. I only check my email twice a day (sometimes I don’t check it at all). It’s not that I’m anti-technology, I’m not, it’s just that I’m ridiculous-insanely busy. Pregnant, running after a toddler, writing multiple manuscripts…it’s been a year and a half since I could schedule in a haircut. I really needed it and can I just say, my hair smells amazing right now? It’s almost edible.
Come and see me and my new haircut this Saturday, August 25th at the Powell’s Block Party (Powell’s Bookstore on Burnside in Portland, Oregon). I will be speaking on the children’s stage at 4:00 p.m. If you haven’t been to the world’s greatest book store, this is the time to come. There will be music, food, beer, authors, and books.
If you can’t make the block party, I will also be signing books at the Portland Airport (PDX) on August 29th at 11 a.m. I’ll be outside the Powell’s Bookstore (I would assume, unless they put me in an airport hanger which would be weird but fun).
Other news…a blog tour for Middle Ground is in the works. I will have a full schedule soon, which will include sneak peeks, an interview with Justin, author interviews, giveaways, playlists. Good times.
Finally, I can announce it: I finished editing Second Chance. Man, that was rough. I’ve never been in charge of editing my own manuscript and even though I hired a team of editors to help me (Team Awesome is their name), I still had to input all the changes myself. I am so sick of thinking about comma placement right now–it makes me want to play Oxford Comma by Vampire Weekend on full volume and scream to it. Maybe I will. Better yet, sing it with me.