mouse on a wheel
I'm pretty much dying with this sequel-writing nonsense. I don't have time for ANYTHING. Not even updating LJ.
Nothing is new. I do book signings on Saturdays, which are a fun break if nothing else. I write a pitiful few words. I worry. I see the dust bunnies and I look away.
I don't like it like this! Now my heart is doing its ridiculous a-fib thing. Probably just because I've been trying to stretch out when I take the med. for it. Not because I'm stressed. No.
Nothing is new. I do book signings on Saturdays, which are a fun break if nothing else. I write a pitiful few words. I worry. I see the dust bunnies and I look away.
I don't like it like this! Now my heart is doing its ridiculous a-fib thing. Probably just because I've been trying to stretch out when I take the med. for it. Not because I'm stressed. No.