Where in the hell is time going? I'm trying to get back into the swing of things, but my job is getting in the way of my love *sigh*.
No MS progress, still. I do have to give a special thanks to my beta readers, who have taken the time to look over, enjoy and suggest on my WIP. I thank you all and really do appreciate you.
Also, I need to post about my New Orleans trip while I still feel the crawfish heartburn rolling in my insides. Yeah, its gonna be like that! ;)
best wishes to you all, and hope to catch up soon.
1.07.2010
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Sigh. My job always gets in the way of my love too.
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Why is that we have to have day jobs . . . oh yeah the whole money and bills thing.
Day jobs are the pits! I hope you can get to what you love again soon :o)
Except for the money they provide, days jobs bite the big one. We all should have been born with enormous trust funds. Well, I should have been so born. Hope you can get back to writing soon.
I can't wait to hear about New Orleans!
The day job? Don't get me started on that one!
Do find a little time to write, there has to be the brightside of everyday. Sometimes, I just make time to re-read a section, if I can't find a spare minute to write.
I like the trust fund idea I must speak to my parent's about that - I feel it might be a little belated!
Mmm, crawfish : )
THERE YOU ARE! Missed you. Glad you're back. And ditto on the day job. Mine sucks all my time, too. Or maybe, it just sucks.
I have been meaning to give you a facebook shout out (or just plain shout) for days now.
Was starting to wonder if the killer got to you and had left me a cryptic message...
work does interfere with living...
It's so hard to juggle everything, but I'm trying.
I was wondering where you were...Life DOES get in the way!
Michele
SouthernCityMysteries
I hope you can get to what you love again soon
Work from home India
Hey JM! The last time I ate hot, spicy crawfish and had a few two many beers...I should have done a better job washing my hands before taking my contacts out. Nothing is more sobering than spicy sauce in your eye.
I hope you had a good time...and you washed your hands.
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