So anyway, the other day, someone—Bronwyn—told me I couldn’t get into the Christmas Spirit if there was still a skeleton on my wall. I disagreed and asked “Have you never heard of the Nightmare Before Christmas?” Of course she has.
So, today, I introduce you to Dead Bob Marley (the gentleman on the right). He’s Jacob Marley’s brother and much more festive. He will be visiting throughout the holidays. Anyhoo, he doesn’t eat much and is an easy guest. Just hangs around a bit. That’s good because I’m in a very writerly mood today. I’m finishing up my latest story. I got my edits for Fallen and they went really well. I turned them around already so now I can focus on the creative part of my job.
Children: Bedroom cleaning took place yesterday. OMG, I’m lucky I have hair left. Between the pissing and moaning and fighting and manic laughing fits (all by the kids) I almost went nuts. Homework avoidance 5 on the standard 1-10 scale of homework perfection.
Loads of laundry: 4
Words Written: -100 (yes, that’s negative)