Happy New Year!
Okay, okay, so I’m six days late with my greeting, but what do you expect when life is as busy and crazy as mine, not to mention the sinus infection that decided to strike right over the Christmas holiday! No doctors available until the entire weekend and present-opening was over. But I won’t complain because the wonderful world of modern medicine had me sleeping through the night and breathing through my nose again in a matter of hours. Yippee!
Today is Saturday and so far I’ve written and submitted—ya gotta love the advent of e-mail—two newspaper columns—one to the Press and the other to the News. I arose early and finished a piece to send to Chicken Soup for the Sister and Brother’s Soul, then read through their updated list of needs and sent an essay previously completed to the Chicken Soup for the Dating Soul submission pile. I submitted a proposal to speak at the National Council of Teacher’s of English conference next November in New York City—now there’s my idea of a fun time of year to visit the Big Apple, when temperatures average 42°. I dropped another essay into a book I’m writing for English teachers called Teaching Secondary English: One Day at a Time, sent an e-mail blast with a free book guide to add my e-zine subscribers and a collection of other potential subscribers I’d been collecting, then whipped up a couple of book guides to bring Volume 2 of Books, Books and More Books: A Parent and Teacher’s Guide to Adolescent Literature closer to completion by it’s summer target date. I dashed off a few additional e-mails—some personal and others business—and called it a pretty good writing day.
Of course, I took some time off to take a son to his basketball game. They lost but he played great, even though he’s still bummed that his team didn’t win the game. I had wanted to go to a movie, but the times didn’t coincide with the rest of the family’s plans, so my husband and four of the boys are seeing a film I didn’t care about while I work at the computer and my youngest screams at SpongeBob who is doing his usual silliness on the upstairs TV.
I wonder if all of this has anything to do with the fact that I suddenly want nothing more than to take a nap? But, instead I think I’ll start to update my website then take a good book—Give ‘em What They Want: The Right Way to Pitch Your Novel to Editors and Agents is calling out to me—upstairs for a little light reading before time to turn in for the evening.