[First let me wish you all a happy Easter, on this holy day, Good Friday. I am trusting the Lord to let me get away with a bit of humor–in His service.]
Not so many years ago, there was a Perky Publicist who kept trying to get me to review his clients’ books. I never mentioned any of his authors by name, thinking it would be inhumane to do so. Bad enough they were was paying the publicist.
And every now and then, something like this would come along:
Yes, it was yet another Sexy Vampire yarn, the kind that might make you toss a week’s worth of cookies. The publicists have finally stopped bugging me, so I don’t know whether they’re still pushing Sexy Vampires With Goofy Names or not.
But as my editor pointed out, even that is better than Jobydin’s Transgender Inclusion Day–which he tried to glue to Easter.
Some of this stuff is not as funny as it seems at first.
