This weekend something unprecedented has happened. My lovely friends from Fuzzy Hedgehog Press dragged me out of my writing cave and convinced me that it's a good idea to go to SpoCon (you know me, I don't go anywhere). Moreover, they picked me up from home and drove me up all the way to Spokane and paid for my hotel and offered me one half of their table to sell my books. I mean, can people get any awesomer? Now, enter me. These past two weeks I've been freaking out because I was down to $500 on my Checking account and I had no idea how I would be making money, so I was getting ready to get a Kickstarter going, like I threatened you I would. But before I could start getting worried about that, a ghostwriting project dropped on my head. Suddenly I didn't need to do a Kickstarter anymore. However, it takes 2 weeks to get the copies of the books shipped from CreateSpace, and since I was low on money, I ordered for SpoCon as many copies as I could afford, trying to stay conservative: 20 of ROSEHEAD, 10 of Book 1 of SIREN SUICIDES and 5 each of Books 2 and 3. I thought, well, nobody will really buy any, I will have some left over when I come back.

Wrong.

What happened at SpoCon blew me out of my socks and my pants and bashed my brains. 

I HAVE SOLD OUT OF ALMOST ALL BOOKS.