I’m revising my novel right now. Can’t you tell? This is me revising. La di da di da.
Okay, I’m not exactly revising. I’m blogging. But for the time being, blogging will have to halt as I really need to revise, now that I’ve gotten the feedback from my readers on my revision.
Is it really only 11:28? Gads. I’m finding this whole Fit Kids thing throws off my day, because it means I go running at 6:15 and then get to school at 7:15, so by the time I’m done, it feels like morning should be well underway rather than the school day just starting.
Am I digressing? I do that when I’m revising. I digress. I put soccer games in the calendar. I make appointments. I’m very productive when I revise. Well, except for the revising part.
Did someone mention gummy bears? No. Hmmm, then why am I suddenly thinking of them? I’m pretty sure I hear some calling my name from the kitchen. Hold on…
…Okay, I’m back. Very, very hard to revise without gummy bears. Perhaps, some might say, impossible!
I went into the kindergartens last week as a community helper. As a writer. I was told to bring my tools of the trade. But the coffeemaker wouldn’t fit in my bag, I will NOT share my gummy bears, and Adam put the kibosh on the martini shaker, so I was somewhat hampered. I ended up bringing in old writing clips as well as the tape of my interview with Harrison Ford. The kids were somewhat impressed by Indiana Jones. The teacher’s assistant was very impressed by Harrison Ford. I skipped the part where he got all snippy with me.
Things I told the kindergartners: I’ve worked as an editor. A copyeditor. I’ve gotten to go to the movies during the work day. I’ve written well over 100 book and movie reviews. I’ve interviewed celebrities.
What impressed the kindergartners: Sometimes I work in my pajamas.
What I learned from the kindergartners: Lots of them have pets. Some real. Some stuffed.
Okay, I’m going to go revise. Right after another handful of gummy bears…
Be careful of those gummy bears calling your name. The next thing you know, there will be a gummy bear with your name on it. And you know what happens next.
Yes, but then that would break me of my gummy bear habit for good!
that’s what happened to me and spinach.
You had spinach with your name on it? I’m impressed. How did they get the letters to show up on the dark green background?