"The only reason for time is so that everything doesn't happen at once."
Time failed me in October. Everything did happen at once.
Some of it was bad, like my car's transmission going and my computer being infected with a virus. That made October busy and expensive.
Some was worrying. I don't think a week went by that me or one of my kids needed to go to the doctor.
Mostly there was work... and that's not a bad thing.
I finished editing one book for one publisher while promoting my latest book with another publisher. (I always wanted to be able to say something like that.) I've worked on a contract design job in addition to my two regular jobs. (Gees, I'm pretty impressive ain't I?) Even the dishes and some housework have been accomplished.
What I haven't done is blogged lately and, frankly, I miss it. For a while, right after the Hazardous Unions blog tour, I was happy to do anything but. Now? Well I better enjoy myself because I've got a new gig. Starting November 6, I'm posting on Pop Culture Divas every other Wednesday.
With any luck, things will calm down in November. Time will fly like a kite instead of a jet plane.