I’m always late to the party. Not a real party, which I usually show up right on time for, much to the annoyance of the host. What can I say? I was born on my exact due date. It’s been my thing since birth.

What I’m actually referring to is not hearing about the latest trends until they aren’t hot anymore. Quick question, are mood rings still cool?

In all seriousness, I’m okay with not finding out about Jelly shoes until years later. However, I hate not knowing about new releases from my favorite authors.

So, I’ve decided to tackle this problem head-on. I’m creating a newsletter to keep everyone abreast of new lesfic releases. All you have to do is sign up here, and neither of us will be left out again.

If you have favorite authors you want me to approach, please leave a comment below. I’ll bang down their doors if need be. Okay, I won’t. A friend once compared my arms to wet spaghetti noodles flapping in the wind.* And, I’ve seen enough episodes of Wentworth to know I don’t have what it takes to survive prison. But I will attempt to contact the authors or their publishers via email or social media.

Again, if you want to hear about new releases while they’re still new, sign up here.

* In case you’re worried, I am addressing the lack of muscles in my arms. Just the other day, I completed half a pushup.