That should read - I
was on a roll.
My roll has petered out (damn Peter, and the horse he rode in on).
There's been
stuff on. It is times like these I wish I could get the "I have the ability and the opportunity to volunteer for that" part of my brain lasered out.
I wrote thousands of words in two nights last week. It was rockin'! A great feeling...
This week, I've spent three nights out doing non-writing related (which upsets me), non-paying (which upsets hubba hubby) activities.
For the children. God bless their grotty cotton socks and grimy faces.
I've done a blurb (many, many times over) for the Bites pitch. I'm gonna have to bite the .38 calibre and get someone to look at it for me. Yikes.
But things are looking up (and concede I am waaaaayy too old for this, but seem unable to stop the excitement)...
IT'S MY BIRTHDAY NEXT WEEK...
Crossing fingers I get an updated internet connection (or a frying pan...). Either would be wicked.
Completely unrelated to MY BIRTHDAY I tried to get into a chat on eHarl today. I logged in okay and found myself in Steeple Hill. Whoopsie. Gotta work out the whole international timing thingie...
But I was in, that's gotta be good. The last time I tried to chat, I couldn't find the room.
Ah, takes me back to university days...
Luck for everyone with their things! And did I mention? it's MY BIRTHDAY next week...
Tee hee, E x