Frankly, I’m fairly boring or fairly busy. Between writing and family, I have little time for anything else — Harlan Coben
Yeah, I’m either fairly boring or fairly busy. Sometimes, I think I’m simultaneously both. And I think between writing and life in general, I probably do have little time for anything else.
Where am I in the spectrum between boring and busy? Leaning towards fairly busy and that’s only because I’m trying to finish up a piece of writing before I jump into another one which I’m hoping to start on Tuesday.
Then I have three specific movies I have to watch that are related to one of my long-term projects. Call it research and homework. Maybe I can binge watch over the Christmas holidays.
I can’t fucking believe Christmas is next week. I’m not worried about shopping for gifts. That’s easy. Gift cards. Easy peasey. And I don’t have that many people to shop for. Then there’s food I want to make, such as no-bake chocolate oat bars. God, those are so good. I’m still craving pancakes. Make a batch, put it in the fridge, take ’em out and microwave them for a quick meal.
Anyway, I hate to make this short but I’ve got writing to do, movies to watch and sleep to catch up on. I guess it’s true that there is no rest for the wicked.