|I wonder who's winning.|
What, was it like...a week ago when I was bitchin' about how I was gonna take it easy on writing and blah blah stop dreamin' blah blah blah woe is the Shakespeare cat with a play sword wedged in its fluffy chest blah blah...
That all pretty much still stands, except today I got a random phone call from a reporter for the city newspaper asking if they could do an Art Column piece on me and my Wonderful World of Writing. Just a blurb of 500 words + pic of me in the local weekly paper. She found me via that Nano article I was in a couple months ago.
OH WHAT LIKE I WAS GONNA SAY NO?
What an odd time for this to happen. Sometime in the next couple of weeks the entire county is going to be reading about my authorin' ass, and the timing is quite lovely because it'll be a week or two before the regional writers' conference (which I will be attending). Huh. Hmmmm. Something is afoot. I do not trust this auspiciousness. CLEARLY THINGS ARE ABOUT TO CRUMBLE.
Regardless, this has prompted me to get some shit together and be productive (gasp) and attempt, MAYBE overhauling my site. (So if anybody knows of a good place to get some nice templates or just WANTS TO DO IT FOR ME~~) I mean, what if people look me up and see that pile of shit. And even better, I might get readers out of this, because damnit I love you guys but y'all ain't much help here right now, ha.
I should also get to finishing the first draft of Rebirth. I'm like...two chapters away. It's ridiculous.
BUT ANYWAY I'LL BE SURE TO TELL EVERYONE HOW IT GOES. If I get around to it. \o/