You'd think since I'm not posting here much that I must be very busy. Oh yes, very, very busy. So busy my brain is a jumbled mess. That's what happens when I don't sit down and take big chunks out every now and then and put them on paper. So I can throw them away. Or hide them in a box someplace, only to be found by the children who are in the midst of trashing the place. So they fly around the room (because that is what good writing is for, you know, flying around) and becoming even more disconnected and jumbled and eventually they will all land in a neat pile that doesn't make any sense but will when I finally type it all up and send it off to a publisher and it becomes the NEXT BIG THING. It could happen.
Or I could just sit butt in chair and finish current WIP and then quietly put it into a nice little box and hide it under my bed for all eternity. Yep, sounds like a plan.
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2 comments:
You seemed organized and laid back today.
Secretly, though, you are a working fiend. I know it!
work work work.
I even vacuumed for you!
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