You know what’s better than being in Paris? Being in Paris with your favorite person
Bug “surprised” me yesterday. I had a feeling he was going visit me, but until I actually saw him peeking in my window, with his suitcase in one hand and a HUGE box of chocolates in the other, I wasn’t sure I’d see him until at least mid-July or early August.
We spent most of yesterday walking around, talking, and snacking.
Today, we woke up late and set off on some work errands. But the BIG NEWS is….
Thanks to Mundie Moms for hosting the cover reveal! Sarah Marino, my cover artist, did it again. I love, love, love how she kept a similar feel as Larkstorm while keeping the look unique. And it captures the darker tone of Nightingale beautifully.
One thing I have to address: I’ve received numerous emails and tweets asking what the correct release date is. Originally, the planned date was July 10th, but due to family and health issues, I was unable to finish edits in the time necessary to meet the production deadline. The new, FIRM date is September 25th.
Okay, so back to Paris. Bug and I spent the day shopping (he was determined to buy me a new handbag and shoes, but I ended up with other things) and wandering around. We climb to the top of Sacre Couer and watched a terribly awesome music performance that involved a guy with a guitar, his friend, a microphone, and jumbled English lyrics of one of Adele’s songs. Oh, and “beer guys” who kept trying to sell us cans from a twelve pack they carried around.
When we were done, I asked if we could talk a long walk back to my apartment. That was a hard. I’ve talked about it before, but my husband suffers from PTSD stemming from his accident. Loud noises startle him – and Paris is full of loud noises. It’s also full of scooters, another of his triggers. But we took our time, stopped when we needed, and eventually made it back to my place.
We decided to eat near the apartment and found a cute bistro. While it was charming, it was also empty at 10pm (it’s now 12:45am and the cafes are still packed), even though the place across the street was packed. We nervously decided to take a risk – either it was going to be awesome or we’d both die of food poisoning. Fortunately, it was insanely good.
Things I learned today: if you climb the stairs at the Abbesses Metro stop and Sacre Couer, you will never need to workout again; people in Paris never sleep or appear to have jobs; and finding department stores don’t have air conditioning.