My mind is beyond lost....with contest!

Man, has it been a whirlwind couple of weeks. Jazz Baby came out last Tuesday (OMG, I've been a published author for more than a week? Really? You promise?) and I've had a couple lovely reviews, and an interview at Dear Author. Monday night I got to spend a fun couple hours chatting with The Blackraven in preparation for today's interview. Plus I've been hard at work on my next book. (Gawd, so hard at work. The book is chugging along, but more like a loaded down freight train working its way uphill than like the bullet train I wish for.) Also, my husband was away on business last week, so I had a bit of single-parent-itis going on.

But really? Where has my time gone? It's been sucked up by the searching. Google owns my soul. It's a sickness, really.

And any author who says they *don't* spend their first week of their debut book searching all possible combinations of their name and title (because I seem to have a delusion that thinks I will get different results depending on which order I google them in) is lying. Or a sorceress with skills that I would kill to know. There's something a little voyeuristic about reading comment trails about your work, but I can. Not. Stop.

Would you like a chance to win a free copy of Jazz Baby, in the digital format of your preference? In the comments, tell me something that'll make me feel less like a freak. What do *you* obsess over? You've got til Friday.