“There were several packages waiting for me at the post officeand I only barely squealed. They were advanced reader copiesfrom other bloggers passing them along for review. And I was,like, whatever. Sure evidence I was coming down with mad cowdisease.”

“Once I got home, though, and saw several packages on my front porch, all the crap from the day disappeared. A few had smiley faces on them. Squealing, I grabbed the boxes. Books were inside-- new release books I'd preordered weeks ago.”

“Daemon snatched the yellow packages from my hands. “Oh! Books! You have books!”I laughed as several people waiting in line looked over their shoulders. “Hand them over.”He clutched them to his chest, making moony eyes. “My life is now complete.”“My life would be complete if I could actually post a review on something other than the school library computers.”I did that about twice a week since my latest laptop went to the big computer heaven in the sky.”

“As I lounged in the Park, or strolled down Piccadilly, I used to look at everyone who passed me, and wonder, with mad curiosity, what sort of lives they led. some of them fascinated me. Others filled me with terror.”

“She passed her New York Reviews on to Troy without giving them a glance; she told him she thought there was something perverted about book reviews that were longer than the books they were reviewing.”

“I have had a lot of readers of my book tell me that they like it, but so far only two reviews have been listed. Could you help?”