What a mixed up day. It started out horrible, and wound up bearable. My computer cratered this morning, which anyone who follows my Twitter or Facebook heard more than they wanted to about. It took about 3000 words of a new story I was actually beginning to like down with it into the grave. The techies are pessimistic about recovery. Then my breakfast blew up all over the microwave, after which I put together a mish-mash of old computer components to make a halfassed-useable stop-gap system (pardon the typos courtesy of the ancient keyboard). I finally decided to blow off steam by playing an online game, and was absolutely obliterated in it.
And yes, folks, to top it all I'm still whining and still stressing because 1) I didn't place a story I wanted to--I got some good feedback and will try again elsewhere, but it's discouraging. And 2) supposedly placing a different story two weeks ago still hasn't yielded a signed contract or any info re publication dates or for that matter confirmation of placement from the publisher.
In other words, I'm frustrated.
On the other hand: My daughters are nice people. My son is doing well in school. My friends are kind and encouraging. Once I wailed like a baby, some folks in the online game came through to help me. My husband and I got take out for a nice dinner. My dog loves me, and my cat is purring in my lap as I type.
So I guess, all in all, I'll survive. Don't you wish you could quit the day job for a glamorous, creative life like mine?
Thursday, November 12, 2009
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