How did I get so many works in progress? I mean, I don’t even like to multi-task this much! I have my young adult story, my spicy novella, my paranormal chick-lit romance, a new spicy time-travel novella, and the sequels to several of these refuse to wait for their turn! I have 80 billion things to write and no time to write them because I have to get ready for a presentation I’m doing at a librarian conference (I hate when my real life gets in the way of my fantasy novelist one, sheesh!)
I also have midterms to grade from the class I’m teaching this semester, which the administration likes so much it’s becoming a required GE course for incoming freshman next semester. Cue Days of Our Lives music “Like sand through the hourglass, so goes the time I had to write.”
P.S. I don’t actually watch soap operas because I think they’re both silly and addicting. Mad Madam M has heard my rant on this, so I’ll spare the general populace.
