Wednesday, May 20, 2009


I need help. I need some kind of occupation. As if taking care of my kids, writing group, karate, cleaning my house and occasionally making dinner doesn't take up enough of my time. I still feel the need to neurotically check blogs, do crosswords, send emails, check facebook and haunt my email. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?! If I could just focus this nervous energy into the creation of a novel, I might be mildly satisfied.

In the meantime, I still have to get ready for my Utah trip. How I'm going to keep my kids from burning down the village when I get there, I don't know. But I'll give it a whirl.

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