So as anyone who has to put up with me long enough knows, I am largely the loud, obnoxious face of LT3. My informal titles are "Marketing Crap That Sasha & Samantha Hate More So I Do It" and "Operations", both of which have loose interpretations. Not to say the business is run anywhere near as vague as that sounds, it's not. A successful business relies like hell on being organized, and we are that, but this doesn't mean we have strict roles and never shall our paths collide.
To get on with this already rambling post, lately I have started organizing blog tours for authors, especially the new ones who have not yet built up much of a fanbase and such. I generally try to schedule them a couple of months ahead of time so they have plenty of time to write, or plenty of time to cancel if they wind up not able. What this means is that I fall into a rhythm. I pull the stories/authors getting published, I add them to my blog spreadsheet, then I email the sites still tolerating my harassment (such as Darien :3) and schedule them. Unfortunately I get so into the rhythm of doing this that I don't comprehend all that I am reading.
Which means that I totally managed not to notice that one of the books up for May scheduling was in fact my own (even though I'd been babbling about it incessantly just a few days before) and I just accidentally scheduled a tour for myself. I had not wanted to do one; I'm busy enough doing other stuff that I did not really have time to write posts and track them and such (it's fun to do, I just don't have time).
So, yes. I accidentally gave myself a blog tour. It's sad how long it took me to notice what I'd done. You'd think one would notice her own freaking name on the spreadsheet, but I definitely did not until I'd already scheduled three days. I could have canceled them, but it seemed more fun to go ahead with it. I think all my brains go into the fiction.
The book responsible for these shenanigans:
Skylar is used to the way people think of him as frightening, mean, and dangerous. Snakes are not the most popular shifters around and the fact he grew up wild doesn't help. He knows the way he's chosen to live alone in the woods only makes things worse, but he didn't think it meant people thought him capable of killing a couple of wolf puppies.
Determined to find the real monster who left them to die, Skylar calls up the only wolf he knows, a man he always wished would see him as more than a snake …
Pre-order at LT3
If you would like a chance at winning a copy of the book responsible for this accidental tour, leave a comment (with email). Bonus points if you tell me a favorite 'did I just really?' moment :3
Winner will be drawn next Monday, May 27th, using random.org
I hope everyone is surviving this Monday, and that your week goes well ^__^
Much love to Darien for having me, she has the best No Pants Zone on the internet
Megan is a long time resident of m/m fiction, and keeps herself busy reading, writing, and publishing it. She is often accused of fluff and nonsense. When she's not involved in writing, she likes to cook, harass her cats, or watch movies (especially all things James Bond). She loves to hear from readers, and can be found all around the internet.