Archive for December 14th, 2007

Giveaways

I’m getting my holiday baking in early-this week, gingerbread cookies, sugar cookies, and pecan pies. My house smells like Christmas. What about you? Anything yummy coming out of your oven? What’s your favorite goody for the holidays, either to cook or to eat?

I’ve got some holiday-themed books to give away in keeping with the season-this weekend: December 2007 Silhouette Nocture, Holiday with a Vampire, by Maureen Child and Caridad Pineiro. Drawing Monday! Let me know if you want it!

Update: Winner-#17, Estella!

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