Quick, I haven't much time. My publicist, Rebecca, is holding me hostage, and won't let me go. Not until I get enough "tweets" and "shares" on this blog post about George Takei reviewing my book for Amazon.
She wants it to go viral, but don't fall for her trap. He didn't really review my book. It was just a dream, a horrific -- or possibly "an" horrific, depending on how you say "horrific" -- nightmare.
Oh, Myyyy, What a Night Mare!
Shhhhhh... she's coming! What's that sound? The crack of her whip as she stalks down the hall towards my chamber of terror, spurs jangling...
Oh, the horror!
I love you guys,