So I took a nap this afternoon and missed a call from my agent. And she never calls unless she has news, which in this case is probably X Publisher likes the zombie book, or X Publisher passed on it. And now I have to wait till tomorrow to find out which it is.
Learn from me, people! Don't nap!
And she didn't leave a MESSAGE? Or email or SOMETHING??
AUGH.
No, she left a message. Said to call her tomorrow.
I wish you good and exciting news.
Amy, midnight counts as "tomorrow," right? Do you have her home number?
Hee. I think I can wait.
Meanwhile, I went back to my critique group after a couple months away and they completely helped me figure out what I was doing wrong with the new YA idea. I'm never leaving them again!
And 21 is finally out, 10 days, the house painting is definitely taking a toll on my productivity.
Go Gud!
I finished something that's either the first half of a chapter, or the chapter in and of itself. I'll have to see how the next section shakes itself out.
I hope it shakes out well.
Ugh, I'm rolling, but my time has run out. Of course, that's how it is most nights.