First, let me give each and every one of you that left a comment yesterday a big blog hug. Consider this monumental, I'm not a huggy person :). I cant tell you how much it meant to me, I feel so lucky to have so much encouragement! Thank you, thank you, thank you!
In answer to Aimee and Oliver Rain; it's a YA/Middle grade book for girls. It's a story about three sisters, a comedy/adventure with a little bit of horror thrown in. And yes, I totally stole from my sisters to create the characters. In the words of Zelda Fitzgerald, "Plagiarism begins at home." :)
On a side note, I wanted to share my 'rogue picture' that I'm so proud of. I took this IN Tiffany's. I realize this is a big no no, but I figure since the photo doesn't show any of the 'goods' I'm probably in the clear.
My cousin, sister and I decided we had to at least set foot in the famed store. Now, upon entry I was fairly sure there would be no photography aloud. After all, they don't let you take pictures in Zales... so it was safe assumption about Tiffany's. Normally I'm a big rule person. I stay within the crowd control ropes in line at McDonald's, I signal in parking lots and I never cut in line at Walgreen's. But, that particular day I was feeling extra adventuresome. After all, I'd just finished posing for a 'thumbs up' picture in front of Trump Tower.
We entered through the revolving doors, I took three steps and snapped the photo. They were on my like white on rice! Immediately this little guy approached me, and in a very serious tone stated, "Miss, we do not allow photography in Tiffany's. You will have to put your camera away or we will escort you from the building." OK... I don't remember if he actually said 'escort you from the building' but I tell it this way for theatrical affect.
Anyway, that's my daring picture story from NYC. Dad did give Rebecca and me a lecture about 'not shaming the family' while we were up there. Whoops. Sorry Pops.