Book pimpage

One of the books I know is making it onto my next commute CD is going to be Howling in the Park by Mark Orr, who happens to be one of the first people I met on these wild and wacky Internets.
I’ll be reviewing it sometime this weekend, because it’s a fairly shortish novel-length book and my romance crack isn’t going to last me all week.

Anyway, if I’m feeling ambitious I might ask him to do an interview and post it here. Because that’s the kind of blogger I am. Although, obviously, I make no promises.

“But, Shannon,” you may be asking yourself, “What’s this book, you know, about?”

I’m so glad you asked.

this review provides a good synopsis.

Full disclosure: Mark is perfectly capable of shilling his book all by himself. He didn’t put me up to this, and any fangirl squeeing is purely my own. I don’t even know if he knows that I have a blog. Although I’m sure he will if he’s prone to self-googling.