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Mar. 16th, 2018 02:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeNngh today started out with all kinds of minor worries and annoyances and I kind of want to bite everyone now. I might do, if they keep provoking me. And wearing an absurd amount of perfume in the store holy god woman, did you swim in it? Even scented oils, there's no reason to wear that much of it. Never mind the alcohol based perfumes that crawl down my throat and proceed to choke me. Fortunately I got through stocking the shelves by power-walking through and holding my breath but arrrgh. No. No to almost everything this morning.
Except my pink eyeshadow, that's awesome. I opened the jar and looked in and thought "Wow, did Fyrinnae hire Stuart Semple or something?" That is how pink this is.
Breathe. Focus. I'm having a hard time focusing today, which might be that breakfast and some of lunch were peanut M&Ms annd might be the general aggravation of the morning. I'm not sure which. Along with various other nervouses, panics, sources of weasels. I'm about at the point of do the next thing, then the next thing. In this case though the next thing is check in on Dreamwidth so, um. Hi? I'm mostly all right.
I did discover that I slept fine through the night when it was 65 (or rather the thermostat was set at 65) so that's okay then. January's flu-plus-thyroid bout of sleeplessness is making me considerably anxious when I don't sleep well without there being an outside cause like loud music or the boy stomping around the bedroom. I suppose it'll go away with time, but until then every little bit of sleepless night will make me go 'ack.' But I fell asleep pretty quick once I stopped playing puzzle games and went to sleep, I think I may have woken up when the boy came to bed and then again properly when my alarm went off. So that's fine.
The one market got back to me, confirmed that they'll use my bio text off my website and they got my contract, sent it back with all the other signatures in place, and that's good to go and now I need to polish my pitch for them for the anthology and, um. Send it I guess? I'm having feelings of slight snootiness that they're too small press for me and feelings of nervousness that they won't like me, so that's a fun mental space to be in. And mostly what I need to do is just finish the damn pitch, write up a synopsis of the first anthology, and send it in. So I guess that's what I should be doing this weekend, in addition to calendar stuff. So. Since work is otherwise quiet, okay writer. Let's get writing.
Except my pink eyeshadow, that's awesome. I opened the jar and looked in and thought "Wow, did Fyrinnae hire Stuart Semple or something?" That is how pink this is.
Breathe. Focus. I'm having a hard time focusing today, which might be that breakfast and some of lunch were peanut M&Ms annd might be the general aggravation of the morning. I'm not sure which. Along with various other nervouses, panics, sources of weasels. I'm about at the point of do the next thing, then the next thing. In this case though the next thing is check in on Dreamwidth so, um. Hi? I'm mostly all right.
I did discover that I slept fine through the night when it was 65 (or rather the thermostat was set at 65) so that's okay then. January's flu-plus-thyroid bout of sleeplessness is making me considerably anxious when I don't sleep well without there being an outside cause like loud music or the boy stomping around the bedroom. I suppose it'll go away with time, but until then every little bit of sleepless night will make me go 'ack.' But I fell asleep pretty quick once I stopped playing puzzle games and went to sleep, I think I may have woken up when the boy came to bed and then again properly when my alarm went off. So that's fine.
The one market got back to me, confirmed that they'll use my bio text off my website and they got my contract, sent it back with all the other signatures in place, and that's good to go and now I need to polish my pitch for them for the anthology and, um. Send it I guess? I'm having feelings of slight snootiness that they're too small press for me and feelings of nervousness that they won't like me, so that's a fun mental space to be in. And mostly what I need to do is just finish the damn pitch, write up a synopsis of the first anthology, and send it in. So I guess that's what I should be doing this weekend, in addition to calendar stuff. So. Since work is otherwise quiet, okay writer. Let's get writing.
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Date: 2018-03-16 06:09 pm (UTC)You can write! Woo! \o/
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Date: 2018-03-16 06:54 pm (UTC)Words words words!