I've got a secret!
Is there anything worse than having a secret and not being able to share it? I mean...sure poison ivy is pretty bad...though I've never had it. And I hear erectile dysfunction sucks hard...I mean is really bad too, but I've never had to deal with that either (thank goodness!) But when you have a really juicy secret, and you want to tell the whole freaking world, it's awful when you can't.
Like me...I have a secret. Like, a really, really good secret.
You want a hint. I can sense that. And hints are ok, right? Hints aren't cheating...because if you guess, then I didn't tell you. I'm so smart. Hints are perfect.
Ok...so, I got this email today, and in the email was a few pictures. These pictures might have been the concept art for To Katie With Love. And it's awesome!
Wait...was that too big of a hint? I mean, I didn't show you the pictures, so it's still sort of a secret, right? And I'll bet you're just dying to see it, right?
Dying. To. See.
But you can't. Because it's a secret. And I'm not supposed to tell you anything about it. Which I didn't. I didn't mention anything about dangerous boots, or orchids or books...I said nothing at all.
Nothing. At. All.
And it's going to stay that way for now. A great big juicy secret. For me to know and you to find out.
Until the next time...I'll be giving up the caffeine again.