What is it about the beginning of the week that makes you want to pull out your hair and scream at the world? I have no idea but I’ve never had a monday when I’ve woken up and said ‘What a beautiful day, I feel as fresh as a daisy.’ What I do think is ‘Argh, what is that blinding light? Oh it’s the sun.’ and ‘I hope no-one tries to speak to me before I get my coffee.’
Anyway that’s enough about my hatred for the beginning of the week. This week, like every week is going to be busy. I’m just finishing up the first round of edits for my steampunk story, which is out in February with Echelon Press and I’m also working on a Resubmit for Evernight Publishing for their Romance on the Go line. All of this before November hits.
Does that make me crazy?
Well wrap me up in a straitjacket and put me in a padded cell. You’d be doing me a favor.