Shut Up & Write

You love it. You loathe it.
Either way, you can't help yourself. You are one of us.
(You are also a masochist. But that's OK.)

My Photo
Name:
Location: Toronto, Canada

Struggling (and more often fighting) writer by trade, and office monkey when I need to pay my bills. It's an enviable life.
I know, you're probably a little jealous now.
It's perfectly understandable.

August 16, 2006

Out of the mouths of tai chi instructors...


"We'll make an upright citizen of you yet!"

Of course, he meant it literally, as I have a terrible tendency to slouch.

I'm effing tired. The last couple of days have been hellishly busy, though satisfying -- I'm officially turning myself into a pain in the ass and will be hassling all sorts of agents and publishers over the next week.

Oh, and I'm finally writing a book. It's utter crap, of course, but that shan't sway me from trying to publish it.

I need money. Badly. And I'm sick of being broke. It fucking sucks.

Chris and I were two numbers away from winning millions in the lottery on Saturday. Though winning $200 ain't that shabby. Next time, I want more millions and less toying with my head.


0 Comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]

<< Home