- There was a submissions snafu with a short story publisher I've been trying to break into. Followed by two more rejections. That's enough to send anyone clamoring for the Goo Goo Cluster ice cream.
- I had a terrible headache. Not enough to send me to the hospital, but enough to make me a space cadet from the pain medication.
- I hate to set writing aside for another project. Huh? I'm not sure which story my editor wants first... one of the finished ones or this idea. I did hear from her though...Come For Dinner will be titled COOKING UP A STORM. Me likee!
I wonder if I can convince Hubba Bubba to let me lock myself in a room this weekend and get over myself!
1 comment:
Take it easy. You've had a rough week. Get that hubby to give you a neck rub.
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