Umm…I’m going to pretend yesterday didn’t happen. I have this urge to remove it, and this other urge to send it to all the uncaring people meddling with my family right now. So I’ll ignore it, and go back to my light chatter now. Please carry on.
I’ve always avoided reading more than one book at a time. It’s distracting, and takes away from the pleasure, I think. So can anyone tell me why, suddenly, my “guys,” my voices, my muses, want me to write more than one book at a time?
I’m editing Saturday’s Child. That’s what I need to be doing. But I’m also getting–and writing–scenes from Donte’s book, Fenta’s book, Kat’s first and second book, Beth’s book–argh! I love that I’m writing, but couldn’t I finish one thing before going to the next? I’d get rich a lot faster…
I seem to remember complaining about this yesterday. ::sigh:: Oh well. Guess I’ll go to bed.