A Highland Werewolf Wedding

Wolves don't want fame. They don't want to be in the spotlight. Yet, this Highland wolf pack ends up in a movie. Just to earn some extra cash and to show the real actors what real swordsmanship is all about in Heart of the Highland Wolf.

I teased in Heart of the Highland Wolf and in A Howl for a Highlander about Duncan MacNeill becoming famous, and Shelley teases him about having to escape all the women who will be climbing the walls of Argent Castle to get to the hunky Highland wolf.

You can imagine it, right?

Wouldn't you like to be one of them???

But what if YOU were famous? What if when you went anywhere--outside in your backyard to feed the squirrel in your PJs or out to the mailbox in slippers, or maybe that red dress you wore for the party was just a little too tight fitting...and pictures of all these incidents were all over the press--tabloids, twittered, You-tubed!

So now the question is wouldn't you rather not have the fame and just be any Jane Doe on the street who nobody notices?

So then some would say, sure, just give me the fortune. But most people who have huge fortunes are also kind of famous. Not all. Close to where I live as the crow flies...ten miles away, maybe, a huge Antebellum kind of home sits on tons of acreage. The owner is very, very wealthy. He invented cherry-pickers. The device that utility vehicles and tons of other businesses use to get their jobs done.

He's "famous" among the people he knows, but see him on the street? He's just another average Joe.

So I guess you could still manage to amass a fortune and nobody would know you.

One author once told us how she had gotten on a plane and the stewardesses moved her to first class. She was delighted. They were whispering and talking about her and finally one of them approached her and said, "You're nobody."

LOL

Well, she was kind of taken aback, of course. Because, she WAS somebody. She was a wife, daughter, and mother and an author. She just wasn't a famous somebody. :)

With that last note...Tom is chomping at the bit--not really, wolves don't chomp at bits...is waiting for me to get back to his story!!!

So have a terrifically wonderful Saturday!!!

And take heart if you're not famous. You can still feed the squirrels in your PJs and the world will NEVER know. :)