Ahhh. Summer’s on the downhill slide and I’ve only just come into the “fuck this, it’s summer” mindset which means I spend my days doing things other than work instead of saying “fuck this, it’s summer” and trying hard to work every day and doing other things instead.

Of course, having said that, today I wrote. I mean, I have to write, it’s my job and all that. Granted, it’s a pretty damn cool job with lots of bennies and vacation time (which…if you add up all the hours I spend working during the rest of the time, I bet it still evens out to a nice, round 60 or so hours a week, bwahaha!)…but it’s still a job. And I gots to do the work.

I don’t have a big deadline until January but I have one in March too, which means I have to work ahead if I don’t want to end up killing myself with the deadlines…but I have a small deadline in September, and look, son, it’s already August. So I started a holiday themed novella which will be out in December from Carina Press. It’s called Unwrapped, and features Leah and Brandon from Taking Care of Business and No Reservations.

Mmmm….Brandon.

I wrote 13 pages today, after many many days of writing nothing.

Yesterday, though, I did this:

Which involved banging on rocks with a hammer.

It was fun!

M