As in busy. These last few years (except the one my dad was dying) I've looked forward to vacation a little too much. Typing typing typing, and never on my poor novel. But I DID write a few hundred words waiting for class to start last night, and hopefully everyone will leave after the party that starts in twenty minutes.
Tonight is the viewing. We're not looking forward to it. Bev loves Birdie like a sister, but her kids are not real bright and redneck to boot. I wouldn't be surprised if someone raises a stink about the queers being at the funeral home.
Tomorrow is my last class. It's been really educational, but a lot of fun. Got an A on my paper, and he accepted a late submission on the last homework assignment - which I turned in and he lost. Pays to be a good student. Faculty know you're probably not lying to them. ;-)
The whiny story of slogging through writing my first novel.
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It's been really educational, but a lot of fun...
It can be both!? [insert shocked look]
Hope things were all right at the viewing, that people kept the purpose upper most in their minds and not narrow minded prejudices. It could happen.
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