My short story has been submitted to an American magazine for strange stuff. They say to allow 6-8 weeks, so wish me luck!
Sunday was blissfully perfect. Gorgeous sunshine, visitors, visiting others to watch an awesome movie, take out for dinner, delicious snacks, Rock Band to end the evening. Best Sunday ever. If only I could do that all week as well.
I am reading The Langoliers from Stephen King's novella collection Four After Midnight it's very good. I am desperate to know what's going on though, and I've got heaps to go. I just looked it up and I see that it was made into a TV movie starring the guy who played Tritter in House. I wonder if it's possible to track down....
All the panic I had a couple of weeks ago about life changes and achieving dreams is over by the way and nothing much is changing around here. We had a vague offer to sell our current apartment but the purchaser decided to go for a different one instead. C'est La Vie. Possibilities of reducing my work hours vaporised. That'll teach me to have massive emotional reactions for nothing.
And thanks to the people who assumed I was pregnant. I quite enjoyed people guessing at what my drama could be about, somehow. Prizes to Make Tea Not War and Amphigori for being the closest. Your prizes are...in the mail.
I have tasty icecream in the fridge. I have plans for tasty foods for my birthday party. I have an obsession with foods. My workmates have dubbed me Queen of Junk Food. Ahhhh.
PoF: lots of grey
CO: freaked about submitting my story.