Because I made a great haul around Christmastime, and I am looking at a very appetizing pile of tomes about food, mystery writers, history, and economics.
I’m not saying I won’t blog without the encouragement of traffic and fresh funding . . . I’m just saying, “hey! Do you want to take a chance on that? Who’s going to entertain you while you have your morning bagel from the office, your weekend coffee break from the yardwork, or your evening after-dinner drink? Think about the stakes, my friend.”
I mean, a girl could dive into heap of words like that and never find her way out until Eastertime. Ya know?
Choose wisely.
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I have no money to send but I am giving you hits, if that counts. This is not exactly the same as hitting on you but, if we were both single…
Ha! Those ships sailed decades ago! (Okay–a baker’s dozen, in my case–but we married late.)
Hits are good, too. We like hits.