Everyone's favorite Harlequin Historical author (OK, so she's my favorite HH author), Cheryl St. John, has tagged me with a Thinking Blogger Award.
Oh the irony. Right now my brain has the consistency of feta cheese. That is to say it tastes pretty good, but is crumbly.
Personally I think Cheryl just saw that I was reading her new book and was hoping a little ego stroke would grease the wheels. Hey, I'm not above bribery - but cash people. Cold, hard cash. Small, unmarked bills delivered in a nondescript manila envelope.
To pass along the fun, here are the bloggers that make me think - I read all of them while infusing myself with my morning caffeine in the meager hope that they'll jump start my brain. Sometimes it even works:
Smart Bitches Who Love Trashy Novels
Romance Reading Mom
It's My Blog and I'll Say What I Want To
Nobody Asked Me