Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Ledge Tuesday~Crap, Tis Conference Time!
The New Jersey Romance Writers Conference is three days away. OK, I am freaking out. I am on the ledge and its friggin' raining. Go figure. I have so much to do and I'm here blogging about it.
I am an not an evil mother but I have priorities. Before you judge, spare me. She's twelve and can wipe her own ass. She's not some helpless toddler. Didn't you read I fed her. And in case you're wondering it was tea and crackers.
Back to my rant.
I feel like that idiot in the scary movie. The one you yell to, "Yo, biotch. Move. He's gonna kill you! He. Is. Gonna. Kill. You." Splat. I am toast. I am blogging not doing. Frozen like the poor little twit Michael Myers just hacked to bits.
I have to perfect my query and spit shine my first three chaps. The likelihood they will be asked for is small but I was told by an agent to be prepared. Have copies of my query, synopsis, and first couple of chaps ready just in case. I think I'll be getting some folders to put this stuff in. A STAPLES run is needed. That won't be easy. Puking kid, rain, and our second car is a hoopty. Drat.
Last night I had a dream I couldn't find JAWS at the airport. I think I need to wear the clown nose when I do with a sign that reads, JAWS' RIDE.