Luckily I am not dead though I am pretty sure I had the plague. For like a week and a half. Which left me having to do Christmas shopping last minute which ps is amazingly fun on crutches (read: not fun at all). Then it was Christmas Eve in which my brother drank a bottle of whiskey by himself and my father's childhood friend peed on our front lawn* but moving on!
I have not made any progress on my sequel. I know I know, terrible. But I was dying and couldn't exactly write and then I got distracted and did I mention Christmas? Ok but it is now officially after Christmas so I can get back to the grindstone. I promise. Really. But I wanted to do an update that said I was not dead because between the last one and this one I was dead. Definitely definitely dead. Definitely. Also I turned into Rain Man sometime over the holiday so hopefully that will also fix itself.
But anyway, Merry (slightly late) Christmas everyone and Happy (slightly in the future) New Years! Cheers to all the writing that will take place in 2012! (And maybe the end of the Mayan calendar, end of the world, aliens, something interesting hopefully.)
* I wish those stories were lies but the sad fact is they are completely true.
I am so hoping for something interesting. I mean, if the world is going to end it needs to go balls to the walls, in my opinion. Alien inhabited asteroid slams right into a NATO missile silo located at the polar ice caps.
ReplyDeletePs. Merry Christmas, Slam.