Where is My Coffee?

My brain is taking forever to warm up this morning. It’s the lack of coffee. Oh, the days when I did homework and wrote blogs from the Starbucks lobby. There was always coffee. Now my house is cold, and there’s no coffee. Damn.

It’s unfortunate that today would be my slow brain day. I have approximately 4 hours of french homework to get done in the next 5 hours.

But, I did continue editing conversations with my Caladria author this morning. I also committed to another short story for them. Keep in mind that I’m still working on one, which I’m excited to delve into this week. And now have another in the pipeline.

I’ve gone mad.

But, on the bright side, this is my last week working 60 hours! Starting March 30th, I’ll  be down to about 48 hours, which was such a relief I nearly cried in the back room. Because I’m exhausted. And I feel trapped. I feel like there’s all these awesome things I want to be a part of, but can’t complete any of them to my standards.

I have my fingers in far too many pies.

Speaking of things I’m involved with, this is a friendly reminder to visit Caladria! Two issues of Fab Fables are out now, plus a free series to help you get the most out of our website, and a sample story. if you’re into High Fantasy, you’ve got to check us out!

Also, if you’re into writing High Fantasy, Caladria is always looking for new authors. Let me know if you’re interested, and I can help you out.

There’s a wall clock right behind me, and it’s ticking so loud that I can’t help but think about all the work I have today. So, this is it for today. I’ll see you all Wednesday!


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