I'm sorry, internet friends. That title is a little hostile. And it's also a lie. I did have six jobs this summer, which was exactly as insane as it sounds, but now I am down to two. The truth is, I am a bit frustrated at how neglected this blog has been lately, because everyone knows that every time a blogger you've never heard of posts a picture of her head pasted onto a bowl of cereal, an angel gets his wings.
And look at what I was planning! The epic post that never was! I have no idea what any of those promises I made in my last post mean. All I can do is cobble together my idea of what a Paul the Psychic Octopus might look like:
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| SEE? I DID ACCOMPLISH SOMETHING TODAY, MR. WHISKERS. STOP JUDGING. |
The long and short is that I got picked up by an agent, and now I have a two-book deal, which has kind of been running my creative life for a while.
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Take that cat picture. It's not even my cat. And why is it there? I envisioned it being my little kitty cheerleader, like YAY! BOOK DEAL! But the longer you stare at it the more manic it looks. Now it's kind of freaking me out.
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| "I'm so proud of you, I could poke your eyes out with toothpicks and suck on them like lollipops! LOL!" |
Anyway, I'm in the midst of revisions and stuff. Like, literally, manuscript 3.0 is printing and I've got highlighters on deck, just like a Real Writer. HIGHLIGHTERS.
Will keep you posted.
THAT WAS A PUN.
And if you're interested in more of my rantings, head over to
EMU's Debuts and
peruse my debut post. I tried so hard to be more coherent than usual, and somehow still ended up pasting my head onto stuff.
