Curses! Foiled again.

For whatever reason, I have not yet won the Megamillions Lottery. Somebody else took the 315 million, dagnabbit. Must console myself with chocolate.

Today after school, I have to endure an hour of tutoring the minions of Satan. I hope to heaven they’re better than last time. They are NOT getting candy, either. Who me? Hold grudges from the last time when they were whining and disobedient? Naaaahhhh….

I’ve recruited some peer tutors to help me, and hopefully we can divide and conquer. Don’t get me wrong. I don’t mind tutoring kids who genuinely need help and are trying hard. I love those kids and would happily give up time for them. It’s the evil ones who are flunking because they don’t care, they don’t want to try, and they’d rather be a behavior problem than learn, that I’d like to string up from the nearest tree.

In other news, I’m revised up through page 178 of my GH book. I had a moment of panic last night when I re-read the first chapter and the little voices inside my head whispered, “It’s not very good, is it?” I promptly opened an earlier draft, convinced myself that I had it right the first time…and later decided that the rewritten version was stronger. It was the demons of self-doubt again. I go through this all the time. On a brighter note, I discovered a few places in the book that I know are rock-solid. The kind where I lose myself in the story and just sigh, thinking, “Wow. Did I actually write that? Very cool.”

So tonight, it’s more revising and hopefully I’ll survive the day without any casualties.