Pre-Order 23 1/2 Hours to Live & Get the Swag of Your Dreams

I was totally going post that you can now pre-order my next-next book (because there may actually be one before that) book, and that you should totally do it right now.


But you know what? That's not good enough. We can make this way more fun. This book is MADE of Awesome, so now everyone in the United States that pre-orders an ebook copy of 23 1/2 Hours by next saturday at 11:59 their timezone will get there very own 23 1/2 Hours pin, seen here------------------------->

Yes, everyone from the US that pre-orders a copy by 11:59 PM their time zone 4/30 gets one!

Also everyone that orders one is entered to win a fancy new Kindle Fire in a fun new color:


AND they are entered to win a copy of the paperback version of the book before you can buy it.

After you pre-order your copy, please click here to enter your information.

Somethings to keep in  mind. This book is a new adult romance, and is not suited for kids. The actual release date is May 17th.





Here's (some of)the blurb:




Coming soon from bestselling author Angela Kulig, a new adult romance about crazy people… who are maybe in love. 

Forced out of college Freshman year and into a dead end job, Kaylee doesn't become angry and bitter; instead she does her best to not even exist. 

Here's a quick list of what Kaylee Hall expects from life: 

1. Nothing 
2. Nothing else 

She doesn't date. 
She doesn't make friends. 
She doesn't feel anything. 

So when the guy who ruined Kaylee's life in every way shows up and tries to casually rewrite her life story, she consults her list and doesn't know what to think. 

Click here to see the complete details, or to preorder your copy now!

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Insomnia, My Old Friend

I have been an insomniac since-well, almost ever.

This is only a slight exaggeration as one of my earlier memories is where I am laying in bed, unable to sleep. My mother's solution for this was to put me to bed while it was still daylight outside. This made it worse, much, much worse.

Extra italics worse. 

Instead of me getting more sleep, I just got good at hiding the fact that I am an insomniac; and I got used to functioning without sleep. It's kind of a superpower that is slowly killing you. In college I went to school fulltime, had a fulltime job, and had a parttime job.

Which really explains why I quit and went back to writing. Ah, writing. The truth is, I think writing might be a symptom of my insomnia. I can't exactly test my theory, because, I haven't found a way to sleep like a normal person.

Also, I have learned to never, ever, tell a doctor you can't sleep. Because they don't tell you to change your diet, or cut caffeine, they get out there little white pad and scribble some almost illegible magic words and presto chango, medicine that can probably kill you.

The first night I took Ambien, I thought I died; then I thought maybe that is how normal people sleep. Like they are dieing of old age every night on their down-alternative pillows, and I just don't get it.

The second night I took Ambien I woke up the shower, with all my clothes on.

There, as you can imagine, was no third time.

I am used to my insomnia. It's familiar. It's 1:30, and 2:45, it's one more chapter, and two more pages. It's bone deep, and it's now 6:20AM. I should maybe go to bed.