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Yeah. Sometimes it's like that.

On my way out to mail a package—in this case, a bunch of TEoP stories and the Grants Pass anthology to Ellen Datlow for consideration in the Best Horror of the Year, Volume 2—I realized it was past 2pm and I had not yet eaten. I forgot to eat due to the author/editor stuff I had been doing all morning. So, I stopped for food before mailing the package.

On my way home, I realized that I really had no idea if I had even brushed my hair this morning. Did I just push my hair back in a scrunchie to get it out of my face or had I actually fixed it? I looked in the mirror when I got home and could only think, Well, at least I'm clean...if you discount the cat hair.

I'm eating my lunch now. Just dripped teriyaki sauce down my cleavage. No napkin. Fortunately, I still have some tissues up here.

This is my glamorous life as a full time freelance author.

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strixluna
Sep. 15th, 2009 09:57 pm (UTC)
Bwhahahahahahahaha! You know, it sounds a little like some of the early days of being a glamourous stay-at-home mom :)
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