1986 called and it wants its hair back! So this is my chop choppy haircut that is the end result from my stabby stab visit to the salon. I wore my most ’86 shirt (from what I could remember. I was seven years old then) and sang about Jem being truly outrageous, truly truly truly outrageous. This look takes me from grocery shopping with the kids to a bar fight to a biker rally and back again. Thanks, Salon Guy!
I received an acceptance from the 2010 edition of 52 Stitches and hooray, many of us will be sharing a TOC! That’s one of my favorite things about this writing business: I love opening an anthology and seeing who is inside. Which reminds me! My contributor’s copy of Vicious Verses And Reanimated Rhymes: Zany Zombie Poetry for the Undead Head arrived a few days ago. My poem and Matt Betts’ poem were originally side by side, but they were fighting and another poem had to come and sit between us.
My poem is first, though.
Tonight I have a NaNoWriMo write-a-thon! I’m excited for it! As soon as the kids are in bed, I’m heading over to a local coffeehouse with the Vegas NaNo group and I’m planning to hang out until midnight. My novel has had to take a backseat to other things in life, but this should help me immensely. I’m a fast writer. Not Ray Veen fast, but still pretty fast. Four hours of solid writing time will rebuild my self-confidence.
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