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Mel's Procrastination Palace
Sunday, January 08, 2006 How'd you spend the first week of 2006?

Let's see. Best part was that I spent alot of time talking with the bitches. I think we all keep one another informed on what's going on in the chunk of cyberspace we inhabit. We're always referring one another to blogs or articles or discussing TV shows, like Angie did here.... I was actually online with Jaci and Angie and Shan as they watched this. Their comments were hysterical despite the fact I knew nothing about the show. (My husband was in the other room watching some Ozzy Rockumentary...)

I got edits back from my wonderful editor on Believe the Magic, which is a March release from Samhain Publishing. I wrote the book a long time ago, so these edits were extensive. (I found it comforting to know I had learned something in the last few years about writing, however.) I'll be in the deepest pit of the edit cave if you need me.

I finally got hair coloring and washed away that gray. I find it difficult to believe I'm oh-so-young at heart when my hair makes me look ten years older than my REAL age. Thanks. Jaci found it amazingly dumbassed of me to ask for hair coloring from my husband/child for Christmas. Why? Because they usually get me something that's not very useful, thoughtful, but not practical. I'm all about practical. Not to the point of necessary, but to me, doing my hair is a bit of a frivolty. No, really. Plus, I'm just cheap enough not to spend $17.99 for the cool hair coloring with the highlight kit, but that didn't sound out of line for the 14 yr old daughter who had unofficially implemented a $20 limit on everyone. *eye roll* No... instead they bought me a leather jacket. So I had to go get my OWN hair coloring. Geesh. Anyhow...

The rest of the week? Went to work, came home, did as little housework as possible, cooked on one occasion (and OMG, my DH even cooked one night... that's probably his quota for the whole year!) and did the writing thing. Just the basics--reviewed and bs'd a proposal with one of the bitches, bs'd a title for a series with another. BS'd some stuff on my next story--the one I'll write if and when I find my way out of my edit pit. And now, while the rest of the house is still sound asleep, I'll head on over to those edits....

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