Every single city on their U.S. tour is sold out and the resellers were gouging like cannibals.
I recently discovered that Marcus Mumford looks like a character in the novel I'm revising (the one I'm going to finish during this NaNoWriMo).
Which is interesting, because I have a secret crush on my character, a bookmaker (nobody in my critique group thought he was hot...sigh) and I also have a non-secret raging lust for Marcus Mumford that I'm trying to get over, because apparently everyone ELSE in the world likes him too.
Screw you Marcus Mumford! If I can't

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I'm telling you now -- men are nothing but trouble.
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