I don't think I've ever bribed a priest with homemade chocolate chocolate chip cookies before today. In fact, I don't think I've ever bribed a priest before today.
The media frenzy continues; my head has not yet exploded. However, I am still sitting in my office hours after the rest of the publishing world has gone home because I am routing interview calls through to Tijuana every twenty minutes; it seems I may be doing this FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE.
I promise a genre link update later, kids.