...my husband never kicks cans. He says it's because when he did his tours in Vietnam, people used to put stuff "in" the cans--y'know, in the expectation that some idiot would come along and right--kick the can.
I don't kick cans either. I do however--kick my desk. I once cracked a toenail kicking it so hard it slammed back against the wall. If I ever move it, I'm sure I'll have to pack myself off to Target for Dap and a putty knife.
But I did twelve pages last night--not as much as Kimberly (twenty-eight pages??!!), s'true--but I've finally come to the conclusion that AMP is good for you, and mixing AMP and chocolate makes for a writing binge like I haven't had since doing last round revisions. WOOOOO!!!! Caffeine and theobromine.
The breakfast of Champions.
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WOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!!!!
I want an update on "Hot Contract". Edits are done, right?
I can't WAIT to read "Gorgeous"
--edits and the final galleys went in last week and I got the release date yesterday. March 21st. I'll send you a copy, lol.
...and I'm clicking along on DG, real fast--I need to win that dinner from Kimberly. I'll be broke by the time I get to the DC conference and NEED that salad.
Too bad you're not in the neighborhood, I'm trying to figure out what to do with the chocolate I sample, then feel too guilty to eat.
NEVER feel too guilty to eat chocolate. I ate chocolate all the time and lots of it. OOOOOO chocolate....
Sigh. I remember those days. Now it literally gives me a heart attack.
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