The DJ is either playing:
A) Psy’s “Gangnam Style”
B) LL Cool J’s “Mama Said Knock You Out”
C) Eminem’s “Lose Yourself”
D) (Fill in the blank with the song that makes you dance around the kitchen in sock feet…I’ll wait. Also, I have mad awkward dancing skills.)
Yesterday I did two cool things.
Thing the first: I mailed a contract. The address said “HarperCollins” and “New York” and I think the postman was impressed. He was all “Does this need a return postage?” And I was all “Nope” with a pop for punctuation. And then I swanned out of there like hot stuff. Or my best attempt. This never happens so I probably looked more like a dorky Jeopardy contestant (which I would also LOVE to be).
*cough* Kiss Me, an Avon Impulse Valentine’s Day anthology, February 5, 2013 *cough* That’s not annoying, right?
Thing the second: I called the first draft of my next book (*chortle* *eating my nervous feelings*) DONE. I started November 1 with every intention of finishing NaNoWriMo. On November 9, the last day I touched that story, I had 28,000 words. On November 13, I started my next book, the one that someone wants! And yesterday, I typed the end at a little over 55,000 word. And I’m short of the goal but it’s going to be okay. I’ve only got the basics. Now I have to go in and cute it up, make it fun to read. I don’t see any problem with the goal. That could be total denial. In about two weeks, I’ll know for sure.
To celebrate, I went grocery shopping. Also, I bought People’s Sexiest Man Alive issue. Channing Tatum? I don’t think so. He does look good without a shirt. Chiseled? Totally. Charming…eh. There’s a lot more to sexy, right? (please, let the answer be yes…like humor, smarts, being really, really good at something or making a difference and did someone way dogs?) Still, as a minor celebration, looking at pretty pictures counts.
Today I am taking a break. I am doing laundry and cleaning in order to drag out my Christmas decorations. I am not writing. I am not thinking about writing. I am not thinking about my December deadline. I am stressing over Christmas and dinner at my house. I have to alternate the two at this point.