My pumpkin exploded. LAME. I was like, “You couldn’t have at least exploded in front of or at/on Trick-or-Treaters?” And it was like, “[exploded].” It is too late to buy a replacement pumkin, which is LAMER.
Luckily, I am too distracted to be completely annoyed by this. What am I distracted by? The twelve page revision letter I got for Some Girls Are the other day. TWELVE! I really like emphasizing that part because I think twelve is an impressive number. TWELVE! It’s not quite eleven and it’s not quite thirteen! Whoo.
I’m happy to report it’s a great letter because I have a super fantastic editor. I am on page 36/263. Before I started revisions my book was only 254 pages. See what I’m doing there? It will be a neverending manuscript!
Anyway, here is the thing. I have a lot of work ahead of me and a deadline (December 1st!), so I am going to have to do some fancy time management. I don’t want to go into radio silence–LAME!–but here are some things you should know:
If you email me, it could take UPWARDS OF A WEEK for me to respond.
Please know that I am reading your blogs if I don’t always have time to comment.
If it gets quiet round these parts and you’re looking for me online, there is 100% chance I am tweeting!
As an apology for temporarily semi-breaking up with the internet, I offer you this picture of me carving a pumpkin in Hello Kitty PJ pants:
Yeah, that’s as much as you get to see. HOT, I know.
Happy Halloween, bbs!