I stayed up too late last night to watch Cory Booker smash that old racist bastard’s filibuster record into dust, and it was fully worth it. As soon as I woke up this morning, I picked up my phone to see how long he’d held the floor in the end, and the first thing I saw was “Pour one out for Madmartigan, lads.” So between Cory Booker, Val Kilmer, & a lack of sleep, I’m pretty emotionally compromised this morning (which, phrased like that, sounds like it’s much more scandalous than…
admin, and yet, writing?
On the admin front, I’m doing something that my EXTREMELY GOOD AT MARKETING friend Elva Birch (author of a number of paranormal romances far exceeding mine, a bunch of which I’ve edited) has been telling me to do for…a very long time…and which I am finally, for reasons I cannot explain, actually managing to get done now. Actually, the reasons are probably “because I finally broke down and got that Bookfunnel account, and now I have the tools to do all the things she told me to.” Anyway, she’s been telling…
admin to the point of efficiency
I have spent way too much time this year doing admin. Like probably a full month, possibly six weeks, of work time has been spent on admin, not including the Great Dropbox Disaster of 2025 or the week+ I did of it in late 2024. SO MUCH admin. A lot of it has been “once this is done, Future Catie’s life will be MUCH EASIER,” and at this point, all of that admin is in fact done. That stuff was stuff I could not hand off to my husband, but,…
Release Day: Timber Wolf on audio!
It’s the Virtue Shifters as you’ve never heard (or seen!) them before! I’m absolutely chuffed to announce the relaunch of my Virtue Shifter romcoms with all-new covers, the first audio book, & more stories on the way! To celebrate, the TIMBER WOLF e-book is free this week, and the audio book is now available pretty much wherever you like to listen to audio books at! Wolf shifter and carpenter Jake Rowly left his home town of Virtue straight out of high school and never planned to return. But a broken…
beaten & bruised, but better
Holy mother of frogs am I tired. I got up at about 5am to do an arguably insane thing I do every once in a while, which is travel half the length of the country (literally: it’s 250km to drive there, and from the northern tip of the Republic to the southern tip, it’s about a 550km drive, BUT because the train is not direct, it’s probably more like 300km of travel one way) to visit my very excellent PT. It’s expensive and time consuming and it’s possible that each of…