Handbag & Book with
Vicki Batman
Handsome told me to buy the electric blue one for my Annual Fun Day, but so far, I'm passing. It's a hard call since I don't have an electric blue handbag; however, the price!!! And since I have the opportunity to test drive this one I have carried for a while, I can decide after if it is really what I want.
And in case you missed, Annual Fun Day was also the launch of Temporarily Insane, my second romantic comedy mystery. Here's a bit about it:
Bad job. Wrong love. And
Murder. Hattie Cooks
takes a job at an accounting firm where mishaps and murders are definitely
fishy.
Excerpt:
Trixie
had some nerve.
“Stop
it, Hattie!”
Her
reprimand, the one which had shot a stabbing pain to my right eye, sounded
terribly out of character, like she had little patience for me. Ordinarily, she
was the nicest person I knew, didn’t have a mean bone in her body. The kind who
rescued animals, picked up trash at Sommerville Park, and prepared food for the
elderly.
Not today. I narrowed my eyes and crossed my arms across my chest in a
school girl flaunt.
Trixie
tilted forward in her desk chair, her bosom almost resting on her desk. “This
nonsense has to end. Your moan sounded like an obscure breed of a
bizarre...untamed...wounded animal.” She returned to an upright and seated
position and in tiny increments, rotated her chair from side-to-side, waiting
for me to say something not stupid.
In
truth, Trixie had pounded the nail on the head. I had nothing to add. My whole
life had turned into an obscure, bizarre, bad reflection of itself, thus
wounding me to my core. I sighed and pouted an if only.
Don’t go there.
My
funsister friend owned the employment agency Jobs Inc., and on occasion, she’d
happily assisted me in finding temporary work since my dream job had been
flushed down the proverbial toilet a few months back, thus soiling my picture
perfect life. For this newest assignment she’d located, I’d be employed as an
administrative assistant for the managing partner at Northside, Lancaster, and
Brookside, Certified Public Accountants, headquartered in my hometown of
Sommerville.
At
first, she’d sounded oh-so pleasant
when we began our yak about the opportunity. “Think accounting,” she’d teased,
followed by a small chuckle.
Her
laugh had spoken volumes of Encyclopedia Britannica proportions.
Find Temporarily Insane at: Amazon ebook Amazon PB
So any of you willing to jump on the drawstring handbag bandwagon?
7 comments:
What a nice guy! I do look at the prices too and hold off. If I really need it, it will be there when I've thought it over and over. ;)
I always look at prices. I'll buy a cute, inexpensive bag and have money to put in it rather than an expensive one, and be broke. Love the excerpt too. Way to go, Vicki!
Hi, Melissa! I guess Handsome was feeling bad because he wasn't able to shop this year. He sent a fabulous flower arrangement, though.
Hi, Pam! I have to say I did find the bag at half price through another vendor. So the pocket sting wouldn't have been so bad. I may go for it. Some just speak to me. LOL. Thank you!
I kind of agree with you about the price! If I think an item is too costly, I can't enjoy the purchase. Best wishes with your new release!!
Hi, Angela! Honestly, every time I passed the store window and said "Hi, pretty handbag," Handsome was with me. You'd think...uh, no. Call him clueless. But knowing it was for sale somewhere else at a better price helps. I just can't decide.
Hi Vicki, This post brought back memories of my brown drawstring bag from the 70s. And my other trendy purses, among them a suede fringe bag that I simply adored. If only I had kept the bags! Great excerpt...best of luck with sales. :)
Hi, Joanne! I saw more drawstrings in advertisements; so it's back! I know what you mean. But some bags wear out. And some I look at and think what was I thinking. LOL.
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