bwah. "I'll never tell." "Am I really kinda phony? Or just a one-trick pony? If what I've written so disgusts me, no editors will trust me. No, no, I'll never tell."

...and I'll be over here.

Hee!

I'll let this go, but in a thread like this you can't neglect "Will my life become too stressful/ if I'm never that successful?" I'll never tell.

...when I get so old and wrinkly, that I look like David Brinkley?

Nilly! No apology necessary. I always assume that anyone reading for me will let it slide for real life necessity. You're not the only one who hasn't responded yet, so please don't let it bother you.

I've been using the lack of a response as an excuse not to write more... it's worked for me. *g*

eta: and I'd add to the song, but I don't feel smart enough today. Someone want a sick-to-his-stomach -with-diarrhea-and-teething baby? Cheap?

Sounds like too much of a fixer-upper, Deena.

Thanks, Deena.

Also, health-vibes, don't-catch-your-sibling's-disease-vibes, and some-peace-and-quiet-vibes to you.

Erika, you are so funny. Thank you.

Nilly, the vibes are very much appreciated!

I've finished the dishes. In a minute I'm going to make brownies, to entertain the big sister, and then while they're cooking I'm going to clean my living room, which is a massive disaster area and then we're all going to get a nice hot chocolate brownie reward.

eta: Nilly, thank you. That you wanted to read it makes me feel good. If you never get to it, that will be enough.

Deena? I will definitely get to it, I just want to do it when things here are a little less crazy, so that I can pay the amount of attention I want to. And I very much want to.

[Edited to add: I wouldn't have asked for the file unless I intended to read it, you know]