Nano nano

I have some last vacation photos to post, but I've been mostly sleeping since getting back, mixed in with a bit of groceries and husband-movie-watching. And keeping Minion off Haley's back-ness.

I'm getting excited about Nanowrimo. I just officially joined and updated my author page.

Here's the off-the-cuff cover image I created.

Til now I could only picture a white blonde girl in the title role, because she's supposed to be a Paris Hilton esque Dumb Blonde (on the surface), but those pink and green borders remind me of Nicki Minaj, who might play Idiot Socialite really well, too. Hmm...

Here's the exerpt I put on the site for the moment, from last year's nano--which was the first 50 000 words of my novel. (I'm going to do another 50 000 this year.)

“I don’t regret my choice,” Jenny said melodramatically. “I made great music in the 70s. But don’t think I didn’t suffer too.”
“Suffered your way through the bed of every rock act,” Lank snapped. “Kris Kristofferson, Mick Jagger, Lindsay Buckingham, Cat Stevens, Rod Stewart—”
“Don’t forget the actors,” West said. “Jack Nicholson, Dustin Hoffman, Robert De Niro, Malcolm McDowell, Gene Hackman—”
“Oh Gene Hackman!” Hallow turned to Jenny. “He’s good in everything he does.”
"Don't I know!"