Yesterday I emailed off the online read. Then I read it over again and found a few typos and emailed it AGAIN. Anal-retentive, thy name is Suzanne. I AM A PERFECTIONIST WHO NEEDS GOOD DRUGS. Then I started working on a new proposal. WHY????? I said I wasn’t working on a new proposal until after we went on vacation next week. YET I COULD NOT CONTROL MYSELF.
I finished Deep Blue and started writing the eHarlequin online read the next day. I didn’t even wait a day after I finished the online read before I started working on a proposal.
WHAT is up with that? Hello!!! TIME OFF!!!!! Trouble is, it’s not work. But no, it IS work. It’s HARD. But I love it. I’m addicted. I CAN’T STOP!!!!!!!!!!!
I fear my tombstone will read: She Met Her Deadline.
Today, I’m tearing myself away from my laptop long enough to go shopping for our upcoming trip to Ocracoke Island. I’m buying new swimsuits for the kids. And for me. Possibly, no probably, I may slit my wrists in the Wal-Mart women’s dressing room.
Oh–if I survive the nightmarish experience of TRYING ON SWIMSUITS today at Wal-Mart, the Extravasuzannza starts June 27th!!! TWO WEEKS of prizes celebrating the release of The Beast Within–PAX mugs, PAX t-shirts, and autographed books!–with games and contests and SILLY, ridiculous fun! Don’t miss it!!!! You know, if I’m still alive…………