6 Aug

LOVE. WITHOUT YOU

I’m beyond ecstatic. I’m officially on vacation. I’m almost packed, got my flip flops, my sunscreen and my hat, and two luggages filled with bathing suits, summer dresses, t-shirts and short pants. While you all stay behind, stuck in traffic in your way to work every day I’ll be on the beach in Bora Bora, a margarita in one hand, a hottie fanning me with a palm leaf and whispering in the sexiest voice ever, “Wake up. This is only a dream.”

Fine.

I’ll wake up. (party pooper)

The truth is yes, I’m on vacation, but instead of a beach in Bora Bora I’ll be locked up in my office with heroes from multiple stories I’ve started a while ago and which need an ending. And while I do that (if by any chance you see my muse wandering around in Bora Bora … send her my way–she has to…

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