compulsive

*ticktickticktickticktick*

www.lulu.com/product/paperback/rubies-for-her/2100464 - Rubies For Her by Angela N. Hunt, my most recent chapbook of short stories.

Witch: Careful the things you say, Children will listen ...
Children may not obey but children will listen.

The hunt for old negatives begins. Should be interesting.

Fucking kill me. First it was the insanity of my Outlook backup, now it's the insanity that is my photo archive. *headdesk* So. Much. Data.

*tocktocktocktocktocktocktock*

incoming 4th o' july

Holy crap, when did it turn into frikken' July?

So. Halfway check in on the year. This is officially the year that I have bitten off more than I could chew. And I'm actually okay with that. By a lot. I sometimes think that it is only when our reach exceeds our grasp that we finally get a benchmark on what we're truly capable of.

Doesn't mean I'm going to stop reaching. Just means I've got a handle on where the benchmark is and can start tooling up to exceed it. Because that's how I roll.

Pipeline on the press is backed up and we're behind, but I'm hanging on. Between Heaven & Hell is gaining momentum and heading for actual hanging like Real Soon Now. Labyrinth of Jareth is in two weeks and I haven't finished my corset. (laughs hysterically) San Diego Comic Con is the weekend after that and *that* I'm actually ready for. I know, right? Insanity! Two weeks or so after that, it will be the Mouse's 6th Birthday Extravaganza, the week after that, the Ant's. That week or the week after that, hopefully the actual opening reception for Between Heaven & Hell.

Yeah.

I should just stop sleeping right now.

*takes a deep breath*

To quote True Lies, "Here we go."