Yes, I woke up like this.

First, how about that Leo, huh? Finally. FINALLY, he wins an Oscar. Just so you know, I’ve loved him ever since Arnie in What’s eating Gilbert Grape? I literally thought they cast a mentally impaired actor for the role. He’s that good. What a long-running and distinguished career… and he’s also an advocate for the environment? Yes, please.


Any hoodle. In other news, been up ’til 1:00 am two nights in a row. Midnight the two before that. Wondering what sort of rocking party is keeping a middle aged woman with poor vision up so late… early?

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If you said a freelance party *ding, ding, ding* you are correct. Except, it’s not really a party. Oh, there are various chips and dips… chocolate… and I have my party pants on… lycra for maximum stretch potential… but, sadly, there is no actual partying happening. Hey, I’m not complaining. I know I said no more freelance, but I couldn’t resist. Because the wood siding that currently adorns the outside of my house is rotting. Soooo…

Mamma gone work.

Yes, work I shall, but that means no progress on Business of Love. Stephen King says it should take you no longer than 3 months to write a book. I say he’s forgetting that day jobs exist. I love me some Stephen, but 3 months?

I’m approaching one full year.

In my defense, in addition to a day job and the first draft of my first book, I’ve also been working on an historical fiction. Speaking of, would you like to read some of it? Well then, I see your curiosity to find out if I’m actually any good at writing and raise it…

If I get ten likes and at least three follows, I will post the prologue.

Deal? Or is this little stunt just going to very clearly illustrate exactly how small of a fish in an infinite sea of writers I am?

I should probably expect the latter, huh?

And that’s all I got. Until next time…

? Kerri


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