I know I haven’t posted in awhile now, my apologies for
that. It’s been… interesting, lol.
For the first time in my life I find myself trying to
organize when I can shave my head to work around a black tie affair and I’m
seriously hoping that it doesn’t coincide with my friend’s firstborn and his
arrival, but you know it will.
Long story short – My mother requires two brain surgeries
and one of them is going to require her to shave her head on the side so I will
be doing that with her, but my husband was also nominated for an award for his
newest program that means mandatory wife attendance at the event. They haven’t confirmed the dates of either
event yet, so I’m just screwed lol. I'll rock a Mohawk, but not in an event that can cost my husband his job and the president of his company will be meeting me there for the first time... I play with fire but I only want to burn my own hands, so that's going to be fun to try and work around.
The book is coming along well but has been on hold for a few
days because I knew something was wrong with the beginning, and at almost 400
pages in, I wanted to fix that before I made more work for myself. Problem was discovered when one of my
friends claimed that she wanted one of the characters to die, by choking on a
bag of dicks if at all possible, or being run off of a cliff onto rusty
bayonets and teddy bears with machine guns in paw. My reaction to that was to laugh myself into a table while I
choked on my coffee and promptly burned my fingers on my cigarette.
And she was totally right, so I’m fixing that as quickly as
possible. As odd as it sounds I take
criticism better than praise, because then I know that people are being honest
with me lol – She was a bit over the top, the problem was only with about four
chapters but they’re early in the book and easy to remedy.
That’s all for now folks, I need to go and finish editing
that problem out of there so we can get back to rollerskates, door-guns, rock
candy and wrenches.
Happy hunting ;)
S. <3
