Well after all the rejections I took the plunge and went overseas with no.3. Now I'm just waiting to hear back, which is not good for my nerves. The temptation to just stop writing and snuggle in front of the TV with icecream is very, very, strong. However I can't.
I am currently facing a huge clean up job scrubbing the hall clean, and trying not to laugh every time I look at it. This is unusual for me when faced with a huge mess caused-by-cat, but I'm not going mad, honest. Put quite simply:
My cat's just been sick on my latest form rejection letter.
I think she has great taste.
Tuesday 23 March 2010
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