Normally, hate admitting I'm overwhelmed. But I was. I'm not now. Finished the flu. Finished the book and mailed it. Now my poor editor must deal with it.
I've been reading. What a lovely thing is reading. The taking in of someone else's words, the pictures those words create in my head. The absolute fun of visiting other times, other places. I love reading, and I kind of resent those times when I don't have time to read. How do you not have time to read? (I never would have expected to say those words.)
Along with reading, I've been working on new proposals--creating GMC statements--the romance writer's sword and shield.
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