Every now and again I stalk *cough, I mean stumble across some truly beautiful author websites and vow that I'll make time to pretty up my own. Then I scroll through Instagram for three hours, add 7000 pins on Pinterest about hairstyles I'll never wear, and take a twenty-minute test on Facebook to decide which Disney Villian I'm most like. Ursula the sea witch btw!
Wait, I had a point to this post. I think.
Ah, yeah. My website. Truth is, I've neglected it a little lately, but today I finally rectified that. Whoop, go me.
So, my blood, sweat, tears and valuable cover model stalking time has been poured into ellebrooksauthor.com, and I think it looks quite nifty. Do we still say nifty in 2018? Well, it does, and I #FLOVE it.
If you get chance, go and check it out. You can even send me suggestions on what you like/dislike and things you'd maybe want to see. I promise to read them, but I'm very vain and protective of my own work, so if you're mean, be warned: I don't know who you are (unless you leave your username). I don't know what you want. If you are looking for ransom, I can tell you I don't have money. I spent it all on Starbucks and new shoes. But what I do have are a very particular set of skills, skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you leave a nice message, that'll be the end of it. I will not look for you; I will not stalk you on social media. But, if you don't, I will look for you, I will find you, and I will troll you. Jokes. Kinda.