I realized yesterday that I'm an idiot. Actually, I knew that already, I was just reminded of it yesterday. And before you start scolding me for being self-depricating, I know I'm not an idiot all of the time. But when I'm not pretending to be smart, I'm doing a pretty good job a the stupid thing. And if you're in my writer's group, I'm not referring to the stupid thing I said yesterday. This dumb was even better.
You see, I had a contest last month as part of the launch of Where Hearts Prosper. Some of you know that because you entered it. When the contest ended, I did a random drawing and selected a winner. Then I decided I needed to round up all the reviews that have come in and put them on my website so I could provide a link when I announce the winner. And the reviews have been surprisingly good. In fact the only criticism I've read so far has been of my publisher. Boy is that a relief. This author thing is nerve-wracking.
So anyway, I got about half-way done with the task of gathering reviews, when an elephant sat on my chest. It was really a little virus, not an elephant, but it seriously felt like it. I spent almost a week totally out of it. That was almost three weeks ago, and I'm still sitting here with a humidifier next to me sucking on a cough drop.
And I totally forgot about the contest. Not that it happened, just that I hadn't finished it. Yesterday I saw the winner's name, and thought. "Oh there's the winner of my contest." Then it hit me that I was the only one who knew she was the winner. So while I'm handing myself my sign, I'll also announce the winner...Taffy Lovell! Taffy is a great friend, and a writer herself.
And please go to my website and check out those reviews yourself so that the delay wasn't a complete waste of time.