The Writer’s Life
I printed my proposal out last night, slapped it in a pre-paid envelope, and it’s going in the mail today. :cheers:
In other news, my hair dryer died. Which got me to thinking–if I made a kazillion dollars writing romance (pick yourself off the floor and stop laughing–I’m aware of how royalties work)–I wouldn’t have to dry my hair. I could be in my jammies and write books. Ah, the luxury.
But then I remembered last summer. The good news? I was averaging 8-10 pages a day of new stuff. The bad news? When a scene didn’t work, I would head for the pantry and eat potato chips. Or chocolate. Or whatever else I could get my hands on. And I often didn’t wear make-up for weeks.
I have a feeling that once I become a selling author, I will go through a transitional phase of slob-dom. Every year when I start teaching again, I lose a few pounds because I’m on my feet all day and I don’t have time to eat. When I’m home all day, it’s just the opposite. So, I’m slightly afraid of who I might become when I’m home all day writing fabulous books. I might be a character out of a Stephen King novel.
Now, if I could just teach myself to EXERCISE when a scene isn’t going well, I’d be a freaking size 2. (No offense to the size 2’s out there, but I hate you. I really do.):mrgreen:









Suzanne Says:
Transitional phase of slobdom? It’s supposed to be temporary? Oops.
katie Says:
Make-up??? Teachers are supposed to wear makeup? Man, nobody ever tells me Anything!!!
kacey Says:
ah, the luxury of PJ’s at noon. And I’m not a size 2 so you don’t have to hate me
Margery Says:
I was supposed to wait until I sold a book to become a slob? Why didn’t somebody tell me? Oh well, I’ll be experienced when the time comes.
Jill Shalvis Says:
Being a slob is my fave part of my job!
Michelle Says:
Just doing a quick test of comments since I installed spam protection. . .
Vicki Says:
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You say that like it’s a BAD thing.
Vicki Says:
Oops. That last comment of mine didn’t work.
“And I often didn’t wear make-up for weeks.”
You say that like it’s a BAD thing.