Daydream

Maybe when I finish my novel, I’ll apply for this guy’s job.

BH is driving back North today, so I am a little blue. We had dinner last night at a friend’s house, one of those awesome dinners filled with hours of good food and great conversation. Wound up staying much later than I thought we would, so I’m dragging a little today. I still don’t feel like my mind has clicked into gear.

I am too lazy to dust off the scanner, so here’s a link to the British version of PROM. (Ignore the word “audiobook” this is what the paperback looks like there.) You can also look at the British version of Fever 1793 and Speak.

What do you think of these across the pond covers?