Guess what? It's Friday. Yep, good ole' Friday! I am ecstatic and would be even more so if I didn't have a meeting @ 1 pm. I'm contemplating going. I probably will because I love torture. I'm pass ready to go to bed, and the last thing I really want to do on a Friday is have a meeting.
N.E.wayz, I've been trying to get back into my writing. It's been a LONG time, and I won't bore anyone else with the whining of that sad fact. My best friend, T, got on me last week, demanding that I write, telling me to stop being down on myself and just freaking write. She asked about the million and one story ideas I have and told me which of the ideas I should sit down and work on. I think I know now which one I want to do; unfortunately, it's not chick lit, and I really wanted my next book to be chick lit. I do have a slight burn in the belly for this idea, I've been thinking about it since T brought it up, and the last two days, I've been jotting down ideas for the first couple of scenes.
We'll see what happens.
Though my OWN writing may be stalled, I am editing the HELL out of other writers, and it seems that others are interested in my editing skills. That's BEYOND cool.
T and I are busy creating a multicultural women's conference for Spring 2006. It will feature music, authors, speakers on relationships, media, health, beauty, and much more. Drop a comment if you're interested in learning more!
Okay, well, it's quarter to 1. I need to organize what I'm going to take home and then decide whether I'm going to the meeting or going to my HOUSE.