Would-be Wayfarer

There has been some beautiful weather lately in Houston. So I was driving along with my convertible top down, listening to music a tad too loudly, and feeling great. Then I stopped at a light and felt sprinkles. I looked up at the clear sky, confused, then got blasted with a bit of cold water. A d#$! corporate sprinkler caught me unawares. It was watering the flowers that were planted on the divider. Now I'm all for flowers and plants, but I don't think the citizens should have to get watered with them! I am not a tulip and I have a shower that works, thanks. ;) How was your Easter/Passover/weekend? Hugs, Kimber

There's a term in writing for when an author interrupts the normal flow of the story to inject something that she wants the reader to know. The intrusion can take many forms, but they're all generally bad because it reminds the reader that she's reading a book (rather than living through an experience with the character.) Anyway, I wondered if I might be an in-the-flesh author intrusion when I was invited by a wonderful (hugs and kisses to Karla) bookseller from Katy Budget Books to sit in on a paranormal readers' group that was going to discuss Would-Be Witch . How could they have a real discussion about what they thought with me sitting in the circle? Also, what if someone hated the book and wasn't afraid to say so? Would that be awkward? In true Tammy Jo tradition, I felt bringing chocolate would be a good way to break the ice, so I had mint fudge brownies with me. (The brownies were pretty gooey in the center. I'm not sure what's up with that, but it tur