Hi, it’s
Christina –
GOOD MORNING! Believe it or not, I have been up
for hours already, and I’m just getting to my blog. Since Camp NaNo started
today, I decided to dive right in and get the ball rolling. I was kinda bummed to
find my friend Dorothy May was not assigned to my cabin…again, but we’ll still
keep each other going through this crazy month ahead.
I did finish my editing project at around eight
last night, and forwarded the edited manuscript back to its author. The story
was good, had quite a few laugh out loud moments, and when he gets done
editing, he’ll have a really good story. He had a few questions, so I shot him
a LONG email this morning. I love having the opportunity to help new authors,
but I think Joe might be the last one I can help as far as pro bono edits. L I just don’t have the
time, and I refuse to give a sub-par edit. I’ll continue to do them for my
small circle of friends, but I will no longer choose an Indie author at random
and offer my services.
Writing today is going to be difficult, but I’m
NOT complaining. I have to keep stopping to answer phone texts and FB messages.
All the birthday messages have really made my day, and it’s not even eight in
the morning yet! I am truly blessed!!
Okay, I’m going to run so I can try to get
another chapter completed before I have to leave for work. Ooo, that sounds
weird, but I’m looking forward to it.
I hope y’all have an amazing day, and happy
writing!
Your Last Challenge was:
Help, I’m
shrinking…
In
retrospect, I guess it all started about a week ago when I noticed my wedding
ring was getting loose. I didn’t pay it much mind though, I just figured I was
finally losing a little weight, so I wasn’t going to complain. The next thing I
noticed was I couldn’t reach something on the top shelf in my cabinet, and
considering I had just put the item on the shelf a few days prior, not being
able to reach it again, had me a little baffled. Then, the other night, I had
to cheek up into the chair at the dinner table. Okay, I know I have bar height
chairs, but come on, my kids don’t even have to stretch to get into them.
Something
weird was going on, and I mentioned it to my husband, but he thought I was
nuts. Well, this morning, when I woke up, I swung my feet over the side of the
bed…and they didn’t reach the floor! I fumbled for the light and flipped it on,
just to make sure I was fully awake and not dreaming. I looked down at my feet,
and there they were, dangling about two inches off the floor.
Well
my five a.m. shriek woke my husband. He got up to see what had me so upset, and
did a double take when he saw my feet. He doesn’t think I’m nuts anymore.
Your Next Challenge is:
Oh No!
Not again…
You have 10 minutes (be
honest). There is no right or wrong, just write. Spelling and punctuation don’t
count and NO ONE is allowed to criticize what someone else has written. Go.
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