Hi friends,
Happy almost spring!
I’ve spent the last few nights attempting to get organized around wedding planning—three months to go 🤯!—but my phone keeps doing this delightful thing where it turns “rsvp” into “taco,” thus making it sound like I’m quaintly hitting on my potential wedding guests.
I’d love it if you taco by May 17!
Would you mind testing out this taco?
Also, the confetti cannon I thought I ordered to explode bliss all over everyone turned out to not be a cannon at all—it’s just confetti in a bag! #fails
Speaking of bliss, if you missed last week’s happiness crash course, check it out here and max out your joy.
Also, I submitted my erotic romance to a publisher! Fingers crossed that I can find a home for this sapphic, Fifty Shades-esque book. It’s smutty af. VIP subscribers will get to read it first. If you want in, hit that button.
I also started (I’m about 11,000-words deep) what I think might turn out to be my first thriller, involving a con artist (with actual psychic a…