To those who know me in real life, that might seem like a rhetorical question, but I’m serious. Well, “serious,” with air-quotes, because I’m rarely serious. As those who know me in real life already know. (Didn’t I just write that phrase? Who’s editing this stuff, anyway?)
This week’s contest is MYSTERIES WITH HUMOR! This BookSweeps giveaway will give two lucky winners 30 Mysteries with Humor (as I just mentioned—am I still repeating myself? I gotta hire an editor) and an e-reader! That’s a $350 value, all for the price of a few clicks! (And please follow me on BookBub once you click those coupla clicks…)
You can access the contest easily by clicking here: http://bit.ly/MysteriesWHumor-July2020
I’m not allowed to enter the contest (plus, I own more e-readers than I have a right to—I only have two eyes and very little free time). But I can participate vicariously through my loyal readers (or the disloyal ones—hey, I’ll take any sort of readers I can get!), so please go enter on my behalf. And let me know if you’re one of the winners! It’ll be the high point of my otherwise dull, dreary, locked-down existence if one of you wins. I don’t get out much these days (or the previous days, or all the days last year, or… well, never mind. Now I’m just depressing myself).
I know I’m turning into a sort of contest-slut these days (and there are two more coming up after this one!), but it’s fun to participate in contests. Except that I’m not allowed to enter them (wait, I’m STILL repeating myself? I need serious help), and I have to pay to participate in them, and all I get out of them are some new subscribers and followers, and… gosh, apparently I don’t understand how contests are supposed to work, do I?
Well, before I sink into despair over this, please go enter the contest and lift me out of the mire of everyday thrills like contactless grocery pickup and pizza deliveries dumped on our front porch without our knowledge.
Seriously, I’m desperate. Just enter the contest here!
http://bit.ly/MysteriesWHumor-July2020
Geez, I’m still repeating myself! <——And I’m repeating the fact that I’m repeating myself…
Goodbye! I’m leaving before my head explodes with a pointless, uninteresting infinite regression.
Stay safe out there! And don’t forget to enter the con—crap!
