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I am practically beside myself with anticipation.

My editor for the up-coming anthology, Harley Jane Kozak – best-selling, award-winning author – has agreed to write me a blurb. For those not familiar, this is a gift from the gods. A little blessing, just for me. I could kiss her, but that would probably be socially awkward.

A definition: Blurbs are the quotes on the covers of novels usually written by writers more famous than the author. “Fantastic! A great read!” “Fast-paced and well-crafted!” That sort of thing. This blurb, as it’s for one piece within an anthology, will go on my website, on this blog, will get dropped into conversation. In fact, I’m thinking of having it tattooed on my forehead.

Blurbs are great to get and very difficult to ask for. “Uh...if you don’t mind...I was just thinking...um...could you, you know, maybe say something nice about me...please?” And there’s etiquette for giving the blurb, too, I hear. If you didn’t like the piece, you play deaf. You pretend like you never got the request. It’s the elephant in the room.

So when I mustered up my courage and asked this woman, who has much more important things to do, and then she actually said “yes,” I nearly fell out of my chair.

“Really? Are you sure? For me?” I’m not going to lie. I did the happy dance.

So now we await the fateful e-mail...What will she say? Will it be lukewarm? Glowing? Written in Swahili?

I can barely stand it!

ahream Dispatches from the City of Angels I'm a mystery writer living in and writing about Los Angeles. You can catch my short story, "Running Venice," in the new anthology LAndmarked for Murder. Look for it in bookstores and on Amazon.com now. In the meantime, feel free to poke around. Over at my website you can find even more blog entries than I could fit here, as well as a few other ramblings. Enjoy and come back often.
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