Those of you who’ve been following me for a while may feel like I’ve fallen off the blogging wagon. Unfortunately, my carpal tunnel is still giving me a decent amount of trouble. I wish I could say that these weeks off typing have made a huge difference, but it looks like I may just need to wait a little bit longer before I can get back into the full swing of things.
In the meantime, I’ve been working on The Beloved Daughter audiobook launch party. Most of you probably know about my novel, The Beloved Daughter, the story of a young girl sent to a North Korean prison camp for her father's faith. Well, in preparation for the release of The Beloved Daughter audiobook, I planned a huge blog tour with over 40 stops, weakly prizes and giveaways, and a month-long Facebook party. Pretty impressive, right?
The humbling news is that when the audiobook was released, I found out almost right away from a listener that the chapters were entirely out of order. I am now two weeks into the blog tour, and as far as I know, Audible has not yet been able to correct the problem. Talk about embarrassing!
This isn’t the first time I’ve been embarrassed, and I’m sure it won’t be my last. With Halloween just a few days away (and with a fun finish the sentence Friday writing prompt), I’m reminded of another embarrassing story that happened to me about 15 years ago.
When I was in high school, my friend invited me to her birthday party, which happened to fall on Halloween night. My dad was convinced we were in the right area the area, and as we drove around in the dark I also pretended to know exactly where we were going. We got to the house that I thought was it, and my dad pulled into the driveway. By this time, we were both a little overwhelmed from being stuck in the car alone together for more than 5 minutes. When I reached to open the car door, my dad asked me if I was positive we wereat the right place. I assured him I recognized it and headed to the porch with my birthday present in hand.
Unfortunately, when I knocked at the house, the person who answered was a complete stranger. I could tell by the ghoulish decorations that I was at the wrong house. That’s the kind of things that teens get embarrassed by, right? So what did I do? I very seriously thought about saying, “Trick or treat!” but then I remembered that I was the teenage girl holding a frilly birthday present and not even wearing a costume.
That’s certainly not my most embarrassing story from high school, but it is the funniest Halloween story I can remember. Since I don’t know when my wrists will allow me to get around to the finish the sentence Friday blog hop again, I would also like to invite you to enter my giveaway!a Rafflecopter giveaway
Thanks to Finish the Sentence Friday Hosts: Kate of Can I Get Another Bottle of Whine…, Janine of Janine’s Confessions of a Mommyaholic, Stephanie of Mommy, for Real and Kristi of Finding Ninee.