Sure it's not easy to say and it doesn't flow. It's kind of long. But hey, today that is my mantra.
Thank God it's Friday with no construction.
Yesterday was a seriously depressing day. The builder came in and took one look at the ceilings and after EIGHT DAYS of people in my home trying to make them right, they are now in worse condition than they were before.
Can I seriously not get a break here???
Okay, I'm done complaining. Let's talk about something more pleasant.
Books. Writing. Ahhh...that makes me happy. I'm totally in the zone with all of that right now. In less than two weeks, "Meant for You" will be out! Although I did have a friend in Alabama who found it on the shelves at her local bookstore already! Now I want to go out and see for myself if that's happening here!
I'm more than 2/3 of the way done with Shaughnessy book two, but book three is already playing out in my mind so I took the day yesterday to write what was screaming at me and ended up with 10,000 words! I was feeling pretty good about myself and did a victory lap around my office and ended up tripping on construction debris.
Just more reason to have rage.
No. No. No. Good thoughts. Happy thoughts.
I'm learning to get a little more creative with photoshop - except, NOT photoshop. I'm using some online
photo editing software (PicMonkey) to create some new promos for the books. I'm not great with it by any means. Actually, it scares the bejeezus out of me but I'm making attempts and they don't suck so...winning! I was lucky enough to have some talented friends and family help me out with some of it but I'm making progress and maybe a year from now I'll be able to do it all by myself! It's good to learn a new skill - even if it's only really useful to me! Lol!
So this is me. Reveling in having the house - somewhat - to myself today. Hubby just came home after only being gone for 2 hours. No work today. Bummer. So he'll work on other projects NOT related to the ceiling debacle. Someday I'll have this house in order and time to myself to sit at my desk with nothing but my writing and maybe some Andy Gibb playing on my iPod.
A girl can dream...