Wow. Is it really September 21? Time is so relative, so weird. Some days drag on for years, while others spin down the drain in a single minute. I’m still sitting here. Typing away at this dining room table, sipping my tea, gulping my coffee. I’ve become a master of eating noddles with chop sticks. I’m ridiculously proud of my new skill.
The A FEAR OF TEARS revision is going fabulously. Even more so now that I have a real deadline. October 25th. I spent all of the summer skipping around the country and doing close to no work, so getting back to the real grind of ten hour writing days (give or take) feels so good. Like jumping into that chilled pool on a blistering hot day.
My move to the Rockies is just around the corner. It’s 41 degrees in Colorado Springs today (in September!). It’s 102 here. I think I may be in for a bit of shock come January. Snow? What’s snow? Is it something you eat? Hm. I guess I’ll have to see.
I wonder how The Agent is liking FALLING INTO YESTERDAY. I should be hearing some feedback in the next month. Scary, but exhilarating. I really adore life right now. Writing, revising, reading, moving so soon, all with some vegan baking in between.
I want to fly to Alaska tomorrow morning. Who’s with me?
Oh. No one? Well, I guess I should go make some more ginger jasmine tea and get back to writing.
Until next time!
