Hello, First name / my friend!

Around this time last summer, I was traveling through Maine with my family and spotted this incredible Pride x pirate flag. I got a pic and shared it here as one of my favorite little moments from the journey--and how much Gennie from In a Jam would love it.  

 

A dear, dear reader (the kind of reader who lovingly harasses people at signing events into reading my books and gives away her own copies when I run out of stock) found that flag and sent me one. 

 

Now, it took me a minute to get this flag flying. I have a very old flagpole that'd been salvaged from an even older elementary school (because of course I do. It's like a Walsh family origin story over here) and it's been in need of some major work. We finally got the repairs necessary and I'm happy to report our flag is finally flying.

I've been saying I'll have news about my next release soon and I'm happy to report SOON IS ALMOST NOW! Here's a little snippet for you:

It was jeans today, not surprising, though I wasn’t prepared for the pale blue button-down. Washed, not dry clean starched, with the cuffs rolled to his elbows and the collar open to the base of his throat. They’d been right last night, about the well-f*cked hair. Couldn’t unsee that.

“Hi,” I said, hooking my bag over the back of the chair.

He made a pointed glance at his watch. “Only five minutes late.” I watched his throat bob as he swallowed. “Impressive considering I didn’t think you’d show. Given your history.”

I leaned in, dropping an elbow on the table and cupping my chin as I peered at him. Would it count as an apology if I delivered it while wrapping my hands around his throat? I wasn’t sure.

 

Lots more news coming in August, my friend. I hope you're doing well 🩷🩷