The day job

So, summer is almost over, and part of me is doing the happy dance while the other part is drowning her sorrows in ice cream. I detest summer as a season--the smothering heat, the BUGS, the humidity, the BUGS, the snakes, and did I mention the BUGS? Any one of these things makes me cringe but combined I'm miserable. Don't get me wrong. I'm not an inside-all-the-time kind of girl; I love lounging in the sunshine with a good book, but you can't do that where I live because of the aforementioned.

With the end of summer comes the beginning of the day job. I love working with teenagers--insanity runs in my family! But when I begin teaching character development and parallel structure, I have to slack off on my writing. WAH, WAH, WAH

I'll be back to 4 AM writing/reading/revising sessions. Gone will be the all-day readapaloozas that I so enjoy. Alas, what I do to pay the bills! If any of you want to just be my sponsor so to speak, I will send you my address! (Somehow I doubt anyone will take me up on that.) :)