No, I’m sorry, I don’t get the Dover blurb until Fridays, and I can’t seem to spend too much time checking things out these days. I almost feel like my brain is ready to ‘splode.
But the thought of coloring Steampunk while drinking box wine and eating pretzels until almost 9:30 sounds like it may be something healing...
(I need something...I’m feeling fragile, today.)
Have a lie-down and listen to The Stig chirp, if you can.
A letter bunneh is on the way to you - make sure you admire my tasteful stationery.