We have a Bounteous Boatload of Booty tonight!Going from newest to oldest, the winners on deck are:
Each fishing one of Jessica Andersen's books (either Nightkeepers or Dawnkeepers, awarded at random by Jessica) out of the treasure chest are Louisa Cornell and Leslie;
Taking home a copy of Kathleen O'Reilly's Hot Under Pressure is Angie, who should email her contact information directly to Kathleen, kathleenoreillyATearthlink.net;
Thanks to my getting caught up with National, I didn't post Jennifer St. Giles's winners. Apologies all around for that! The winner of one of Jennifer's Shadowmen books is Margay, and the winner of one of the graphic novels is Estella;
And finally, the long-overdue winner from my "All for One" post, taking home a copy of Patricia Rice's Much Ado About Magic, is Keira Soleore.
That concludes the offerings from the treasure chest for tonight. If the winners (except Angie) will email me contact information via the link on the Romance Bandits page, with the name of the author whose prize you won in the subject line, I'll send the information to the authors.
Congratulations to the winners and thanks to everyone for stopping by!
8 comments:
Ooh, lots of lovely prizes! Congrast to all the winners!
Lynz, thanks for stopping in. Sorry for the ginormous type when it first posted! I think it's fixed now . . .
It was kinda fun, actually... when I highlighted it, some of the lines hid behind the others. Hard to explain, really, but quite amusing.
Let's just say it didn't look in "compose" quite the way it did when it posted. :-/ I had one of those "oh, holy crud!" moments.
Lol! On the bright side, though, those "oh holy crud" moments often end up being really funny once you've gotten over the initial panic and get a chance to realize that no harm's been done. And even before you realize those moments were funny, your friends often do. *memories of tenth-grade gym class and tripping over my own feet in front of three full classes of girls now flash before my eyes*
I sympathize with your gym class moment. In 7th grade, I ran for a ground ball during a morning softball game, slipped on wet grass, and flipped. Literally. Ended up sitting in the grass in a state of mild astonishment.
Ooh, that's a good one. The astonishment, I remember. I was walking towards the changeroom one minute, and the next I was lying on my back on the floor thinking Huh? Why am I on the floor?
Oh, and there was another memorable gym class moment that year... we were playing basketball and I was open. The other girl threw the ball at me, and I was perfectly set up to grab it, but for some reason my brain-hand coordination didn't work, and the ball came straight at my face. It didn't hurt much, but the Huh? factor was very much in play (heh) that day.
Thank you Jessica and the Banditas!
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