Monday, February 16, 2009


So, I’m sitting here, planning on writing a blog on the real ideas behind Valentine’s Day since so many people seem to be so down on it when I look into a little-used e-mail account and find…

A contract.

Yeah.  For something that I WROTE.  Un-fucking-believable. 

I knew it had been accepted several weeks ago, but I had to add a scene on (which made sense to me, but still freaked me out having to change something that they had already thought was great) and, pending that addition, I’d get the contract.

Apparently, they liked it.


So, I’ve been crying for the last half hour, praying no one walks back into my office.  I swear, I cannot explain to my male boss(es) why I’m bawling… had I written your usual sort of story, I’d be all over the office, bragging… but considering there’s only one other woman in the entire company, I don’t see bragging about getting some erotica published as being much of an option.


Yeah, that’d make the workplace FUN, wouldn’t it?  Tell 40 construction workers that you write porn (but not really) in your spare time?  Yeaaaah.  How about not?

~Your excited and frightened soon to be PUBLISHED Crazy Lady


Redheaded Mama said...

I'm so excited for you!!!!!!
*does a happy dance*

Crazy Lady said...

Thanks - I'm rather excited for us both. LOL

Anonymous said...

Oh that is soooo cool. Congrats!!! Are you going to let us know when it gets published??? Love to read it :)

Crazy Lady said...

Thanks!! And you'd better believe it - I'll be sreaming it from the rooftops! LOL

CaliGirlinVegas said...

Might as well comment too:

Crazy Lady said...

LOL - Thanks! But you know you had fun running back here anyway. *G*

Qwill said...

Wow!! Hugs and Congratulations!!! May it be the first of many!

Crazy Lady said...

Thanks Qwill! I hope so too! :)