I sent agent kate the crappy email about being a loser. She was forgiving and suggested that the sample essay i sent might actually be good in a mag and is sending it out. She also gave me a firm deadline of December 1st, which, yeah, yep. I WILL MAKE IT I SWEAR BEFORE ALL OF BUFFISTASVILLE.
There. I said it ASSCAPS. So that's just like signing in blood.
YOU TOTALLY CAN MAKE THAT DEADLINE!
You called BS on assumptions about non-fraught casual nookie being unpossible.
Seriously--how can you possibly make that global statement. Just because you failed, you
really
can't imagine anyone can get out in a happy clean and sensible way?
YOU WILL MAKE THAT DEADLINE, ALLYSON!
I have to lead a meeting in 15 minutes and all I want to do is throw up and pass out. I can take meds for each, but I'm not convinced of efficacy. Damn, I was *so* pain free yesterday I thought my ass was cured for a second.
Off to med up.
Go, Allyson. Write one word from now.
Matt take care of yourself!
Timelies all!
Matt, ~ma for getting the care you need.
As for me...ugh. I woke up at 2 am this morning and basically did the wake up-sleep briefly-lather-rinse-repeat thing until the alarm. I have no idea what caused this, and hope tonight will be better.
Matt, been there, done that. It's hard as hell, but you did a totally smart, brave and self-aware thing. I'm vibing hard for you, and offering all the good thoughts and support I can. Peace and much coping-ma.
V. productive day for me, but now need to run to DARK garage and pack the remaining contents of sale for charity pick-up tomorrow before 7 am. Obvs I am NOT getting up at 6am to do, so must hustle ass out to do this NOW.