Just an indie romance editor sharing some of the margin notes I got to leave for one of my authors this week. This is my favorite part of my job.

Because who doesn't love a happy pupper playing in the snow.

Maggie (aka Her Maggesty) is a 10 year old German shepherd/Rottie mix. She's smart and cuddly and the absolute bestest girl. She hates the rain, but loves the snow. Go figure.

I opened a string cheese wrapper and she stormed down the stairs and insisted I share.

Demanding little furbeast! It's my snack!

News flash: I shared.

I could have chosen v10lence. Instead, I chose an almond croissant and book time at Wegmans. Because sometimes I just need words and carbs between everything else I'm trying to manage.

Not the first time the world has seen a DOGE.

The Doge of Venice acted as both the head of state and head of the Venetian oligarchy. Doge was a lifetime title.

The position was abolished in 1797. I see zero reason to resurrect it now.

Immersing myself in A Charm of Finches.

I've missed Jav.
I've missed Suanne's words.
I've missed Darren Eliker's voice.

I know I'm going to cry, possibly even rage. But I'll also smile, and laugh, and find an escape in the story. I have my emotional support reader humans on standby.

Ok, y'all. How adorably appropriate is my new zen garden?

This weekend's author chat after editing 18k words for Wren Charles in one day.

Can I tell you again how much I absolutely love my job.

Random out-of-context texts with an author I'm editing for. Posted with permission, of course
Man, I love this job.

Excited for all of these new releases this month. Seems like a great reason to stay home and read.

Distraction #1:
Her Maggesty is certain I'm withholding treats.
I'm not, but she'll never believe me. She will sit in front of my chair until I give her a snack.
She won. Now I can get to work.

It's only 9:30 Monday morning, and yet...