Dearest IU (and all IU readers/fans/idolaters)

Since my brain is missing the part that generates imagination, wit, and style, I’m going to make this very, very short, but very, very sweet. I can’t let this auspicious day go by without saying a few words, so if you were thinking about making a quick cuppa or taking a pee break, then now’s the time to do it, and then you’ll miss this.

Happy, Happy Birthday, dear Indies Unlimited. And, thank you. Thank you, Steve, and thank you, Kat, for allowing me to participate in a venture in which a group of talented authors and writers contribute regularly making my days brighter, richer, and funnier. The privilege to be part of such a wonderful team is never forgotten by me.

More importantly, I’m honoured to have met and become friends with some of the loveliest people from all over the world, who not only make me laugh every day, they never cease to teach me about all things literary.

It’s been a fantastic IU year; may there be many, many more.

Happy Birthday to ya’ all. (Did you like the way I did that?  I was trying to sound a bit American…).  Lots of love, Cathy.