This week’s blog post will be on the brief side, but I have a feeling you’ll forgive me when I tell you I’m writing it in LAX (3 a.m. Hawaii time) on a borrowed computer. (Don’t worry—it’s my husband’s, not some random person foolish enough to nap with their head on a jacket instead of their laptop.) It’s been a crazy week. Let’s start with the Bestest Part, since that’s more accurately Dickensian. I had a BookBub ad this week, which probably doesn’t mean anything to you unless you’re one of the million or so voracious readers on their list. Read more…