A writer's life is not necessarily one of frantic and absorbing interest to the observer.
I mean, it can be. I do not doubt that there are writers who finish the day's work and flip down the lid of the computer and stroll out to rassle aligators --
(Crocodiles have a narrow snout and alligators are the ones with a broad snout, in case you ever find yourself rassling one. Alligators are considered more dangerous because of that greater crushing power of those wide jaws. But then, writers are not wimps.) These are alligators
or toboggan down the Matterhorn --
. . . And folks wonder why there's so much international discord.)
This is the Matternorn,
or conduct a wild passionate affair with Johnny Depp.
(You thought I'd never get to the end of that sentence, didn't you?)
But mostly writers lead, as I say, dull lives.
I know I do.
"You're interrupting me, you know. Do I come into your dining room when you're hunting mice? Do I?"
and loped off into the bushes in a snit.
The second wild bonus of the day is that I ran across the cover of the Chinese Spymaster's Lady which had not previously come my way. In fact, I didn't know Chinese Spymaster was actually out. It's here.
The Title, according to Babelfish, is:
Spy Sea Rival in Love
which I kinda like.
ETA: In the comment trail, Sherry Thomas points out that this title is actually Love and Hate Among Spies
which I also like.
If you go to the site you'll see, over on the right hand side, they've given me five little pinky thingums.
I think they may be ducks.
In any case, I am so delighted with this beautiful cover. I really like it.
My Lord and Spymaster will come out in Chinese next month and then they will maybe send me a copy of each.
The fox that appears above is not the actual fox I saw. I don't cart a camera around with me, worse luck, so I do not have a copy of the actual fox. This is an entirely different fox, attrib galen. It is almost as pretty as the fox I saw.