Hi visitors to the new blog!
I’d like to sum up some things you may have learned so far:
1) Bree can design an awesome website
2) Bree can’t keep secrets.
3) Keith has it out for me.
The first two are nothing new, but I’m sure the last one has kinda flabbergasted you. I’m sure you’re saying to yourself right now, “Alisha, we did notice that. Why is Keith so mean to you anyway? You’re so nice and funny and your hair is super shiny and soft.”
Thank you, I know right? (I can’t take full credit for the hair. Paul Mitchell’s Awapuhi works wonders)
Sigh. Let me recap our spat. I refuse to give Mr. Melton the satisfaction of calling it a feud.
A little while ago, I happened to write on twitter that I had a teeny tiny little sekrit. Guys, I never get to have sekrits! All other authors get sekrits, but not me! So could I be blamed for revealing my excitement via a social networking device? Of course not.
But Keith ran to his blog and wrote this post, revealing my so-called secret.
Once I was done rolling my eyes, I promptly responded on my blog and revealed his true secret.
“Artist’s” depiction of Keith as a 1980’s style Harlequin romance hero, complete with mullet, mustache, and aviator shades. I don’t know why he bothers to deny it. Can’t you see his brooding desire to impregnate secretaries everywhere?
I thought we were done, I really did. But he has tormented me daily since then. And I have only offered a lot some little NO provocation, I swear.
Keith, we have to work together, so let’s keep this civil. And if you draw me in a onesie again, I demand it be red. That’s totally my color.
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