We don’t know if we’d get by with a little help from our friends

I told you yesterday that I must have a new author photo. I also told you that I don’t want to. Ava is being all kinds of helpful–she thinks–by finding all kinds of poses for me to do. The bigger problem is that I’ll still be in the picture regardless if I’m posed like Meryl Streep.

Anyway, apparently, she was talking to the girl who lives at her house about my misfortune and laughing about it (probably, that’s just how I imagine the conversation going. I may be a bit paranoid about this picture), when her darling daughter wanted to know why Ava wasn’t getting her own picture taken.

RIGHT? That’s what I want to know. I always liked that child.

The girl thinks that the Quill Sisters should have a promo photo as well.

So that got my mind to whirling. It should be a funny photo since we write a humor blog.

Light bulb!

We need a mug shot. Honestly, it’s only a matter of time before we get a real one anyway. We asked the guard at BofNF if he still had

This is what I’m talking about. This is perfect!

any contacts at the jail or the sheriff’s office that would let us go in and get a mug shot taken.

“We’ll use our own camera,” I promised.

“We won’t be any trouble,” Ava assured him.

He said no. Can you believe that? Why is everyone against us?

Little help?