Dear Reader,
I am lazy today. I am lazy today because I know that tomorrow I have a number of editing projects that I'll need to complete at gun point. I think it'd be that way because I don't have the details yet. So I'm anxious. And lazy to think about writing a story.
This blog was inspired by the Julie/Julia project. Julie followed every recipe in Julia's corpulent cookbook, made a few dishes every day, and blogged about it every day. I can now appreciate the effort Julie put into her cooking/blogging project. I don't have a job that is as stressful as hers. And I don't cook. (I feel sorry for my boyfriend, but it's true. I am a lousy cook and a lazy person. Sometimes I think that makes me a lousy woman.) So given that I really can't complain about not having the time, I should be able to at least write a story a day.
I guess that's why I didn't say I would write a story a day. I said I would write something every day. Clever, ain't I?
I'm taking a break today. Oh I feel lousy. Lousy woman.
Please pick me up when I'm feeling low?
Thanks and with the warmest regards,
Ann
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