Weekends are a bit like rainbows; they look good from a distance but disappear when you get up close to them. ~John Shirley
It is Saturday. I have a lot to do. I need to write at least 3,000 words on my WIP, do a final pass to catch any lurking type-os that have escaped me during the last thousand proofs of my completed manuscript, wash underwear, scoop cat litter, and begin working on two briefs for work.
So what am I doing? I'll give you a hint. It isn't any of the things I just mentioned. However, I can assure you, all is well on Facebook and Twitter, and I'm up to date on returning emails.
This is the weekend. A no excuses zone. Here I go. My molecules are starting to move. Lets hope I can remain in motion. Maybe I can catch that rainbow.
It is Saturday. I have a lot to do. I need to write at least 3,000 words on my WIP, do a final pass to catch any lurking type-os that have escaped me during the last thousand proofs of my completed manuscript, wash underwear, scoop cat litter, and begin working on two briefs for work.
So what am I doing? I'll give you a hint. It isn't any of the things I just mentioned. However, I can assure you, all is well on Facebook and Twitter, and I'm up to date on returning emails.
This is the weekend. A no excuses zone. Here I go. My molecules are starting to move. Lets hope I can remain in motion. Maybe I can catch that rainbow.
Good luck. You see what I've been doing. I should be preparing two manuscripts to send in to coordinators. I feel your web pain.
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