She's Being Smug With Me

We're listening to Mandy by Barry Manilow.

My fantasy author, Sandy Lender, says this song has more meaning for me than I realize. It is quite lovely, but I don't believe, as a man, I should admit that openly in your society.

So let us begin the blog post.

My purpose today is to tell you should be reading about my bride-to-be, Amanda Chariss, in the Choices trilogy. She's just great, you know. You can pick up the full-length novel, Choices Meant for Gods at the Publisher's site, or on Amazon, or at your local bookstore. Or you can pick up this nice little chapbook titled What Choices We Made that has a short story about Amanda as a child. Oh, sorry, Chariss, as a child. (I still use the name I prefer for her despite Sandy's constant badgering...)

The next installment in the trilogy is due out soon. Choices Meant for Kings gives you more of Mandy's story and the...wait a minute...is that why the song's important? Now Sandy's giving me that smug smile of hers.

All my best to you readers.
Nigel
Tags: Mandy, Barry Manilow, Choices Meant for Gods

She Got Carded

My fantasy author had to explain to me what this meant, but, considering how elated she was over it, I thought it had to be something grand.

Not so much.

Turns out that while buying bottles of wine over her lunch break today, Sandy Lender got carded. This means... (Oh, they already know what that means? Then why am I posting a blog about it?)

By the gods. She just wanted you all to know that a lady at the check-out stand stared at her and thought she wasn't 21 yet. Considering Sandy just celebrated her 37th birthday in New York a couple weekends ago, this has her pretty happy. I don't really understand why you women get so excited over such trivial things. You don't catch Mandy fussing over such things.

Tags: Sandy Lender, fantasy author

She Was Called Mandy The Other Day

My fantasy author has been a bit down as of late because life "sucks," as she says it. As strange as these colloquialisms are in your society, I understand that one after watching the bizarre crap she goes through each day. It's a wonder she gets out of bed with what new horror will greet her with the rising of the suns. (Hmm? Oh, yes, you all only have one sun in your world. Sorry about that.)

Anyway, she was delighted one day last week when she answered the phone at work and the person calling in misunderstood her and called her "Mandy" instead of "Sandy." It's a small office—each of the few employees there performs a number of tasks at any given moment (I've seen it…it borders on insanity at times…especially when workers have come in to install hurricane shutters). So answering the phone falls to whoever is able to grab it when it rings. She was quite pleased with the way that turned out. I find it humorous. I also find it "good" that she didn't start singing any Barry Manilow songs at the person. (I wouldn't put it past you…)

Tags: Sandy Lender, fantasy author, Barry Manilow, Mandy