Wow...

Who knew I was so famous... I'm getting requests from authors I've never heard of to mention their newly published works in my blog. Since I haven't had a blog since one that died about two years ago, this came as a bit of a shock. Should I be flattered that someone thinks so highly of my opinion? Should I be insulted that someone thinks I'm such a twit that I wouldn't smell a rat? Hm. Gee, would I want someone too stupid to smell a scam endorsing my book and 'creating buzz'? Nope, can't say that I would. I may not have very many fans, but the ones I have are quite bright, thank you very much.

I haven't had time... Oh, who am I kidding? I have so had time, see, I'm writing right this second, so obviously I had time. No, I actually did do something on one of the novels today - plotting and some character studies is all, but it was more than I've done in a week or so. It's not that I'm being a "lazy writer" or anything, I usually tear through a first draft in a month or two. It's just that right now nothing seems to be working quite right in the writing. It's as if I can't string two sentences together and have them make sense.

I'm beginning to think that I'm going to have to set aside some time every day and do the whole "this is Mom's Job" thing and make Himself watch the kids and lock myself in my office with a note on the door telling my loved ones to leave me alone unless they're vomiting or bleeding heavily...

Speaking of interruptions, I think that this will be all I can write tonight, since my beloved children have elected to interrupt me no less than fourteen times in the course of these few paragraphs. And I wonder why I have trouble with coherence in writing!