I scrolled down the list.
Late Eclipses, the fourth October Daye adventure, held the #32 slot.
I stared at it for a few minutes before calling Vixy and asking her to click the link. I didn't tell her why, because let's face it, I wanted to know if she could see it, too. She made inquisitive noises as she scrolled...and then she started shrieking. Okay, so yeah. She could see it.
Lots of screaming and flailing followed, as well as a phone tree that managed to double back on itself about seventeen times. Oxygen was not a priority. The Agent eventually returned my call, and then we spent a lovely half-hour or so going "Oh my God" a lot, which is basically what I was hoping she would do (sometimes, being coherent is for other people). The cats watched all of this with disdain, thus proving that the essential laws of reality had not changed, and eventually, I watched Fringe and went to bed.
I'm a New York Times bestselling author. Me.
I still can't believe I'm not asleep.
March 14 2011, 20:49:39 UTC 6 years ago
And BTW, I am LOVING this book. I liked the others very much, but this one is clearly the work of someone who's hit her stride. Never mind that things that bothered me in earlier books are now established to be plot points. Wow.
March 15 2011, 01:43:57 UTC 6 years ago
Trust the blonde.
March 15 2011, 01:45:06 UTC 6 years ago
Also...I want to be Sylvester when I grow up.
March 15 2011, 01:48:56 UTC 6 years ago
I really like Sylvester. He did his heroing, he put in his hours, and now he has his fiefdom and his wife whom he loves and his people whom he does his best by, and he'd just like the world not to topple around his ears.