I’m feeling it.
Barefoot, hair down, I’m frolicking through a field of daisies, here.
Pound is off my shoulders, the bulk of work on book #16 is done as I
wait for the edits, the cover and the release date.
Finally, a day with no “MUST WRITE”s has arrived!
Yep, I’m freaking frolicking with a big, crooked, goofy grin on my face
and an incessant giggle to my voice... True, the neighbors are looking at me a
bit strangely, but I don’t think any calls to the mental paddy wagon have been
made just yet. *giggles incessantly*
I’ve got zero plans for my writing today.
I’m just going to open the gate to my imagination stables and see what
comes thundering out. (Apparently, the first thing out of the gate is a really
poor metaphor.)
Meanwhile, my fifteen pounds of four-legged taskmaster has collapsed on
the couch and is currently chasing bunnies in her sleep.
Frank (the specter of my imminent failure) and Lola (his saucy, mimicking
parrot) have gone out for the day. I’d like to imagine them fishing for
piranhas in a really leaky boat but I never get that lucky.
Oh well.
Even though I know Frank and Lola will be back soon, I’m living it up with
the bunnies in the daisies today!... as long as the lady next door doesn’t call
the cops on me.
Until tomorrow…
An incessantly giggling Chloe
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