Ugh. I never quit anything. Well, not many things. (I did quit that job as the architect's secretary.) But I finally quit the nanowrimo insanity marathon last week. My sister came into town, I finished up two classes at The Writer's Center, and I threw a Peter Pan birthday party and had thirteen four-year-olds show up. I cooked a seven dish Thanksgiving dinner, a 20 pound turkey, a homemade cheesecake and a pumpkin pie. I also got really, really sick. There. Boo-hoo. I still feel like a quitter.
Back to business. School is out in a week, and I am going to cuddle up (burrow in, tackle) Two Rivers. I have one month of freedom to get all of the new edits done.
Tomorrow night I'm doing my first public event in D.C. I am nervous and excited. The faculty is taking me out to dinner first, which I am simply thrilled about after all of the cooking I've been doing...
3 comments:
Is there a name for this?? Blog Spam...Blam? Splog?
If I get one more comment about colon cancer or Father Christmas...
I hope you're merely overwhelmed by the holidays and finishing your edits and have not given up on your blog. I've read (and loved) your novels and am wondering if you could direct me to your short stories, as well?
Thanks.
Park rangers, salt water fish. What's next?? And for the real comment, thank you. I will make a post soon. Overwhelmed with the advent of a new and busy year...
Post a Comment