I worked on my first Kickstarter and it got approved! It’s for the Special Edition Hardcover of Lady Wynwood’s Spies, volume 1: Archer and the release of Lady Wynwood’s Spies, volume 7: Spinster. I contacted my graphic designer about the Special Edition Hardcover of vol. 1: Archer—it’s going to be SO beautiful! The Kickstarter focuses on the Special Edition Hardcover, but it’ll also include vol. 7: Spinster so that it’ll sort of be like a launch day for vol. 7, too. A third special thing that’ll be in the Kickstarter is Special Edition Paperbacks of all the books in the series. They won’t be available in stores, just in the Kickstarter (and later, from my website, and also in my Patreon book box tiers if I decide to do them). The Kickstarter is not live yet, but you can follow it to be alerted when it has launched. (You may need to create a free Kickstarter account.) Follow Camy’s Kickstarter
Captain's Log, Supplemental
This is completely random, but hey, what else do you expect from me?
Our dog loves watching the backyard. We have affectionately named it “BTV,” as in Backyard TV (a la MTV).
Here is how stupid she is. She can’t see a blessed thing.
Here is a picture of her viewpoint through the sliding glass door.
Notice the (a) mountain of boxes in her way, (b) the rug draped over an old weight machine set we have yet to put together, and (c) the smudge marks from her nose putting everything out of focus. The bush in the back is my French lavender plants desperately in need of a trimming.
The only thing she can see is the top of fence, where an occasional squirrel will run. I guess she enjoys barking at them, as if one will suddenly have a seizure and fall down from the fence right into her yard, and she’ll magically transport out of the house into the yard so she can play with it.
She will lie in front of the door for hours just for the chance to bark at a squirrel. I tell you, my dog is missing a few biscuits in her brainbox.
This is completely random, but hey, what else do you expect from me?
Our dog loves watching the backyard. We have affectionately named it “BTV,” as in Backyard TV (a la MTV).
Here is how stupid she is. She can’t see a blessed thing.
Here is a picture of her viewpoint through the sliding glass door.
Notice the (a) mountain of boxes in her way, (b) the rug draped over an old weight machine set we have yet to put together, and (c) the smudge marks from her nose putting everything out of focus. The bush in the back is my French lavender plants desperately in need of a trimming.
The only thing she can see is the top of fence, where an occasional squirrel will run. I guess she enjoys barking at them, as if one will suddenly have a seizure and fall down from the fence right into her yard, and she’ll magically transport out of the house into the yard so she can play with it.
She will lie in front of the door for hours just for the chance to bark at a squirrel. I tell you, my dog is missing a few biscuits in her brainbox.
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