Well, I’m done moping. I’m moving forward and taking the confusion with a grain of salt. Now I’m having fun, enjoying my project like I should be doing. Um, ok, I’ll tell you what my project is. I’m writing a book. I suppose something terrble could happen and the contract could get torn up before it’s signed., but probably not. Its too far along now. No, I won’t tell you what it’s for. You just have to wait til Christmas. Now that I’m over my slump, I’m finding that writing is a blast, even technical writing. I get to incorporate all my favorite funny sayings and I appear to be teaming with them tonight. I also thought about how many fricken pages I’ve already turned out in the last month. It felt sort of empowering when I counted it all up.
OK, a little embarrassing but I have a problem with the word “its”. I don’t know when to use an appostrophy and when not to. I blame it on dyslexia. No matter how many times I try to figure it out, my brain just switches it on me. So someone please just give me the skinny. And no laughing. I suppose I could pick up the Chicago Manual of Style next to me, but no, I want to hear it from you. Pretend I just walked into your cubicle/office/bullpen and asked you.
I’ve worked very, very hard today, even got a little crying in. Time for a little fun. In a few minutes I’m going over the the Red Vic to see Hitchhiker’s Guide with my honey bunny.