Okay, I really need to get Every Witch Way done. Like done. Right now. I want it finished and I want to start submitting to agents and publishers. I may get rejections left, right, and center, but I’ll still have finished a whole book and I can move on to the 10 (I really mean it–10–ideas that I have on the back burner. I counted.) When I talked to the Mad Madam M last night, she has this to say:
Me: Did you read my blog with the oh-so-clever new title?
MMM: Yeah.
(long pause)
Me: What’d you think?
MMM: It could be good.
Me: Well, it’s going on the back burner.
MMM: No offense Crys, but you already have a million things you’re working on. When are you actually going to finish something?
Me: I said it was on the back burner!
MMM: Uh, Crys? Your back burner is full, too.
Me: What’s your point?
MMM: Maybe you should prune the back burner ideas that involve fish sex and barnyard animals. That’s an even more clever idea!
Me: You. Suck.
MMM: And you just keep comin’ back for more!
Me: I write romance. I must be a masochist.
MMM: Who likes animal sex. Sicko.
Me: (laughing too hard to respond)
