Book giveaway winner | Cathy C. Hall Writes

Despite the fact that I couldn’t display Rafflecopter for my giveaway of Katie Davis’ How to Promote Your Children’s Book, I still (sort of) managed to get Rafflecopter on the giveaway post.

I always like (sort of) learning something new. And the next time I have a giveaway (and it’s a good one!), I’ll use Rafflecopter and it will actually display in all its whirring glory. I hope.

Anyway, I learned a ton of promotional stuff–some old, some new–from Katie’s How to Promote Your Children’s Book. So if you didn’t win, you can still get this wonderful resource for a very moderate price. Not the same low price as before, but still a bargain.

And if you did win–that is to say, if you’re Barb Kupetz–then you can expect a lovely email from me and Katie Davis any day now.

I think that’s how a Kindle giveaway works. Sort of.

The last couple days, I was unplugged. I had no internet. No TV. Here is what I did:

I finished Joshilyn Jackson’s THE GIRL WHO STOPPED SWIMMING. (I liked GODS IN ALABAMA much more than this one, but girl can write.)

I talked and talked and talked to Oldest Junior Hall who accompanied me on the trip. (Except for the hours he was sleeping, he talked. Boy can talk.) I can’t remember when I’ve spent so much time with just Oldest Junior Hall, talking. And you know what? I rather like the man Oldest Junior Hall has grown up to be.

I visited with the parents and learned that my mother thinks a lot about Barbara Bush. (“If I were Barbara Bush, I’d have people doing everything for me. Tying my shoes, everything. I wouldn’t have to do anything.” My dad would probably say she doesn’t have to do anything now. But I just laughed and commiserated with her. Though honestly, Barbara’s fine and all that, but I rather like my plain-as-dirt mom.)

Here is what I didn’t do:

I never quite got around to writing. Which is very odd indeed because I’m almost always writing something, even if it’s just to scribble notes. And if I’m not actually writing, I’m thinking about what I will write.

Apparently, when I unplugged from the Internet and TV, I unplugged from writing as well. But I’m fine with that, because in the end, I did make a connection. It just happened to be with people instead of words.

(Oh! I almost forgot! The winner of Eric Trant’s WINK is GAIL! Thanks to all who left wonderful comments, and Gail, I’ll be in touch!)