Eclectic, cross-genre mood reader (but of late, mostly erotica, romance & para/UF—including m/m & ménage). At times, the realities of life & work tend to dictate how UNreal a world I choose for an escape.
Fair warning: I may walk like a lady but I cuss like a salty sailor. ^.~
Reblogged from Derrolyn Anderson
I've been watching my Goodreads book page closely, counting the ratings. For some reason, I imagined that when I hit 1,000 it would confer some kind of legitimacy on me as a writer, because believe it or not, I don't have anywhere near 1,000 friends or family. As a matter of fact, I can count my real-life friends on one hand, and none of them are on Goodreads.
But I digress.
So I hit 1,000, and I thought I'd be all:
But after all the weirdness over there, I'm more like:
I suppose I can start counting my ratings on Booklikes.... *sigh*