Vol. Giblets No. Gag

Happy Thanksgiving, Everyone –

Yes, I know, the year 2025 is winding down faster than my former ancient Timex that finally begged me to set it free into the Timeless universe. Now my wrist supports an iWatch or Apple Watch if you want to get persnickety and yes, I'd kill for it, it's my phone, my workout, my direct connection to aliens on Alpha Centauri, it does everything but make mousse. So, after all that, now we have Thanksgiving nearing the neighborhood, coming fast to the doorstep, which means if you're retirement age and smart, you are no longer spending two days slicing and dicing and baking, and whatever else guilt pushes you to make - you're going to another person's house to enjoy all their hard work. But do take a nice bottle of wine, maybe a crudité tray from Safeway.

This is a big benefit, so do not squander it. And always, compliment the cook(s) to the sky since it isn't you who are ready to collapse, so lay it on with a trowel, doesn't matter if the turkey leg is sort of burned and the stuffing is Sahara-dry.

EXTRA THANKSGIVING TREAT AND MANDATORY CHRISTMAS PRESENT (really, since it's cheap, a stocking stuffer): THE DEMON IN THE WALL, the 8^th Grayson Sherbrooke Otherworldly novella, is at long last available on Amazon Kindle for $3.99. That is the only site you can purchase it, no other platforms (you wouldn't believe the hoops to make this happen, and ebook only). The children will give you lots of laughs and the Demon - well, talk about having a blast creating this flabbergasting being - so do read THE DEMON and email me at ReadMoi@gmail.com or Facebook.com/catherinecoulterbooks. A little praise would be nice, an effusion of praise could be my Christmas present, and speaking of Christmas, how is your shopping going?

Everyone, have an amazing Thanksgiving, avoid the giblets if you're able. Don't forget to go around the table and each person tell what they're most thankful for - and hey, don't forget all the football games –

Catherine Coulter

Here is a link to the Kindle page

Would you go on a date with this face?

In your face, loaded down Thanksgiving coffee table