Because we don't use the "s" word for that in my home - though I did come dangerously close to using it anyway just now. Woe is me. I am fighting through the first edits on my book and I would like to scream and yell - lucky you, you get to read it. Pity party. In my pit. With Big O puddles. Splash. Splash. It truly is maddening - I am screaming at the page. But it's screaming back. I could be doing so many other things … [Read more...]
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