Monday Morning
Anyway, I'm feeling not so hot since last night, but I'm functioning. It's a good thing because I've started a housecleaning challenge with a friend of mine. It's like a writing challenge, but with cleaning. Clean for 20 min, check in for a few minutes, clean again. We should probably intersperse writing and cleaning.
I've got two deadlines this week. I'm turning in a short for the next edition of DREAMS & DESIRES. Freya's Bower has decided to make it an annual event, which is fantastic. I'll let y'all know more as I do.
And I need to turn in my second round of edits for HEART OF THE SEA, asap. I'm going through it with a red pen and noting my dependence on the word "just." It's a throwaway word -- meaningless 90% of the time, inserted to make something sound more imminent or important, when really it does nothing.
So I don't have time to be ill today. Too much to do.
Labels: Writing
4 Comments:
Oh man, "Just" is just awful isn't it? I also do "really".
*sigh*
Congrats on the cleaning. You go girl.
By 
Jennifer McKenzie, at
11:02 AM
You lost me at cleaning.
By Kristen Painter, at
3:49 PM
LOL I lost the urge to clean anyway. I'm going with the status quo for now -- at least until I shake the worst of this cold.
By Sela Carsen, at
4:34 PM
It was embarrassing to see how many "justs" I had scattered around. Most of them are gone now, though. Whew!
By Sela Carsen, at
4:35 PM