Oh, look. Has it really been a week since I last posted?
There’s a reason for that, honest. The day job has been the stuff of nightmares lately and I really haven’t had the energy to muster up anything creative. I honestly believe jobs do that right before a scheduled vacation just to make you appreciate the vacation more. At least that’s what I’m hoping.
The week has not been a total loss. I’ve started reading Donald Maass’ The Fire In The Fiction for next month’s workshop. Very interesting and I’m looking forward to hearing him speak in person. I was also able to complete vastly overdue critique owed to VP bud Miranda Suri.
Steph and I also discovered that we have a new bookstore in town. We stopped by on Saturday and I was instantly impressed and jealous (I’ve always wanted to own my own bookstore). And finally, Steph knitted me a new hat to replace the one I stupidly sent through the washer.
Oh, yeah. I had one last critique of Genie Memories too.