I’m bummed to admit that my new short story will not come together in time for the submission deadline. This sucks. I thought about that story for a really long time, and was quite taken with the concept. But it just never came together and was a horrific exercise in typing and deleting, typing and deleting, and wondering why I think I can even be a writer in the first place.
You know, the usual stuff.
Trying to find another new gig. Also going to be doing tarot readings via Skype or Google chat. That’ll be fun and good brain exercise even if it’s not especially lucrative. Do hit me up if you’re interested. First timers get a full reading for only $10. After that, it’s $20.
JoJo is still licking bald patches into his skin. There’s no infection, and he eats a varied diet so I don’t think it’s a vitamin deficiency.
Also, I need to see a tax professional. Can anybody recommend a good one?
How come criminals don’t use brightly colored, jet propelled knockout gas anymore? Life would be so much more whimsical. I’d much prefer that we all carried that instead of guns.Tags: ?, $, cats, employ, scribing