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Getting my ass kicked by Self Promotion for the Creative Person. So much shit I've fallen down on. Oh well. 2010 is a new year.

Need to find low cost/no cost spay vet near Westside to get Isis fixed. She is making noise like she's going in to heat again. Noooooo!

Aside from that and much drama (pirate baby, mad dogs, no Englishmen) I have managed to get work done and my altar cleaned. Go me!

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CK, originally uploaded by quennessa.

And for Stacy, the shoes. :)

Does she not look fierce? Fierce!!! So happy to have this for my book.

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Sitting here, blinking owlishly. My head is still in story. Momentum suddenly cranked and I can feel the downhill fall/rollercoaster drop towards the end. FINALLY. It's a feeling that I wait for and it's a literal visceral feeling I get when all the story elements go *click* and fall in to place. If I'm right, the rest of the novel should go as fast as I can physically write it.

I just have to make the time and write it.

I'm also reading two business books at the same time (what, you don't?) and they are kicking my ass. I'm often befuddled at the reaction of other creatives when they find out I read business books. Dude, there's some good stuff in these things. The stuff Bob Sutton recommends alone... Jeez. Worth the price of admission. But then I've always been an omnivore when it comes to books. Has words? Great, I'll read it. Good writing is good writing.

Hell, I'm such an omnivore for books, it drove me to start the press. LOL

Lots churning in my brain. May manifest as blogs, may not. One way or another, it's good. I feel like my brain has finally come out of the fog it was in.

Forward momentum!