Let's see. The past few days have been such a blur. Probably half because I'm way too anxious to get a book that's been burning a hole in two different hard drives for over five years out into the world. Damn. Don't be a closet writer. Because you will one day want to come out, and when you do, it's going to suck so much ass being patient getting them all published. So let's see, half because I'm anxious and, oh yes, probably half because I'm doped up on so many pain meds it's not even funny. Last night I took a muscle relaxant before bed and it hit me like a ton of bricks. My body went numb, I started to float, and I couldn't control my laughter. It was the weirdest experience I've ever experienced. But. Moving on. I've come to a conclusion: Jess. That's right; Jess. I am pretty sure...I got this huge muscle spasm due to stress. That's right. Stupid Rory and Jess stress. I swear to god. I hate the two of them together so much it's crippled me. Physically, mentally, crippled me. Damn you my love for Gilmore Girls!
Seriously though, I ordered a new edition of my book, adapted it into a hard cover so if everything is squeaky perfect then I'll order the hard cover and start promoting all my wonderful creations. Let's do this thing.