the league of reluctant adults

Eighteen days, can you believe it???  Eighteen days until the release of A WOLF AT THE DOOR . So what’s a person to do, when they have to wait 18 whole days?  Try to win a copy in a giveaway, of course! So that’s what I’m doing.  I will be giving away not one, not two, but FOUR copies of A WOLF AT THE DOOR.  Here is how it works. You can leave a comment on this post.  That’s one entry. You can leave a comment on my blog post .  That’s another entry. You can leave a comment on my JJD Facebook page .  Yet another entry! And you can leave me a comment on Twitter with the hashtag #sellyoursoulcontest That’s FOUR entries for very little effort, but you have to leave the comments before midnight, Central time, on Tuesday July 24 th .   I will be giving away one book from each site, to be announced next Wednesday, July 25 th .  The idea being that if the winners get back to me quick, I can mail all the books...

Somehow… Call it fate… Call it destiny… Call it perverse karma… I have landed myself the 4/20 post here at the League. A date that shall live in infamy, at least for those who…well, we’ll say “indulge in alternate entertainments.” So, with this momentous date looming down on me, I agonized over what I should post. Should I address some of 4/20’s less savory reputations? Should I let it slide by, with nary an acknowledgment? Should I perhaps kick it to the wayside, and devote my post to Earth Day, but a scant two days hence? Well, first off, we should establish that I have no knowledge base to post from, regarding 4/20. I was, sadly, a good girl. A good student. A drama geek. A – dare I say it? – nerd. For further proof of just how big a dork I was, see this post at my blog. I would post a picture of me from those bygone days, but I’d probably lose all my fans. (All five of you. Hi!) I didn’t even know what 420 supposedly meant until I was well into my college years, and even...

Hi, folk! I guess this is my first REAL post here at the League. I’ve been mostly quiet up til now, ’cause I’m hoping that if I don’t make any sudden moves, the League-ers will forget to haze me. (their vision is based on motion, you know) So I thought I’d start off my time here with a small confession. Nothing major, nothing earth shattering in any way. Ease my way into things. So here we go. I want to write something about komodo dragons. There. I said it. See, I was watching this special on them, the other day (The joys of having cable for the first time in all my thirty-four years. First thing I do is watch nature documentaries, and RuPaul’s Drag Race.). And suddenly, they (komodo dragons, not to be confused with drag queens) were fascinating (Not that drag queens aren’t fascinating. You know what I meant.)! Did you know that komodo dragons actually highly intelligent, and capable of reasoning and planning? The special I watched said they were “the primates of the lizard w...