Sold!

I'm delighted to announce that I sold another three books to Harlequin American Romance yesterday! Details to follow....

Almost there

I'm looking forward to the end of November. I'm holding out hope that as December enters, these past two months will fade into a distant and not-too-pleasant memory. Frankly, I'm hoping that the string of bad luck fades as well.

Not all has been horrible. My trip to Nashville with my journalism students was awesome. Work continues to go well. But the homelife has been stressful. Haven't seen the significant other in ages because of scheduling conflicts. He works nights and I work days, so Saturday is usually all we have. And I've been sick. I'm heading to the doctor tomorrow for while I'm better, I'm not great.

My sooty situation is almost fixed--just waiting for two more bids so that the insurance adjuster and I can talk. My car is fixed. My computer is running. My kids are great. My newest book received 4 stars from Romantic Times Magazine.

So I'm trying to focus on the positives. I've been getting a lot of reading done. I'll get back to writing soon.

I'm promising myself.

Michele

No need for creative excuses

I'm sick. One of those lingering colds that lasts about a week--so I'm midway through. I can't breath right, I cough a lot, and my head pounds. My final proofs for my April book are here and have to be read and to my editor on Monday.

I ache too much to even think about doing them.

I figure this has to be the end of a very long run of "bad luck." I'm so far behind on where I'd wanted to be writing-wise that I'm simply taking time off, retrenching, and lying low. Maybe I'll get some reading done.

No need for creative excuses for putting off writing--I simply need to heal both mentially and phyically. I need to crawl into bed and hang out--at least until I have to go to work again on Monday.

Then it'll be back on the treadmill of getting things done: thank you notes, Thanksgiving, etc.

But for today, the treadmill has been turned off.