Mine Is Bigger

To all who were worried about why Skye never submitted Misdirection, her manuscript of action and intrigue, to The Wild Rose Press, don't worry, I've goaded her into finishing her edits and submitting, mostly just so she can say "nyah nyah I'm published too and mine is bigger." What, you thought we were above that sort of thing? Nevah.

Also, we could collectively make peoples' brains explode with our awesomeness, were we to come at you from the same ePublisher. That's my theory anyway.

We'd have to work on that whole separation of identity thing though. I'm pretty sure at least half of HCRW thinks we are the same person, which I guess is understandable in a group socializing mostly via email. We are both S.F.s (which is so 5, by the way), we both use gmail, and we're both twenty-somethings who use the word "awesome" a whole lot. (Alright, Nora Roberts, I admit that you were correct in writing your last twenty-something heroine's dialogue with the word "awesome" sprinkled liberally in lieu of real adjectives. We twenty-somethings suck at adjectives.) It doesn't matter that Skye has way awesomer boo-- uh-- hair than me and we really look nothing alike, because people only "see" us via email.

So, here's a visual aid to separate ourselves a bit for our faithful blog minions:

Sonja:

Skye:

Sonja:

Skye:

Sonja:

Skye:

Helpful, no? Everything all cleared up now? Good.