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Mostly work related traumas that I don't want to get into but I can say this, I hate making mistakes at work and I made a boner of one today. Last semester I set up a visit from Ohio University's doctoral program for my students. Then promptly forgot about it. They didn't remind me either other than yesterday (when no one was at work) to say see you tomorrow. PANIC. Luckily OU is just an hour away and I DID get in contact with him and reschedule but I felt like a complete and utter ass.
I'm also busy feeling like the worst writer ever looking at these edits. I mean I literally don't even understand some of them (but since he's already made the changes I'm just nodding my head and smiling, fine fine). BUT I will say I feel old or out of touch or SOMETHING. Everything I learned about what to do in fiction writing is now out of favor. Blinks. It's like seriously everything I learned is no longer done (even though I see it in books all the damn time). It's frustrating. Editing is just plain frustrating.
My cold/sinus infection/plague from hell seems to be gone just in time for my sugar to go out of control making the diabetic neuropathy in my foot very painful. Whee.
On the plus side, my roses are opening up and are just beautiful.
Hmm Bob Casale passed on today. Starting to feel old as the bands of my youth start dropping off.
Declutter day 208 item tossed -Monet umbrella why kept-Well loved and used why tossed -No longer opens. Brought it in from the car months ago, maybe a year. Now in the trash.
I'm also busy feeling like the worst writer ever looking at these edits. I mean I literally don't even understand some of them (but since he's already made the changes I'm just nodding my head and smiling, fine fine). BUT I will say I feel old or out of touch or SOMETHING. Everything I learned about what to do in fiction writing is now out of favor. Blinks. It's like seriously everything I learned is no longer done (even though I see it in books all the damn time). It's frustrating. Editing is just plain frustrating.
My cold/sinus infection/plague from hell seems to be gone just in time for my sugar to go out of control making the diabetic neuropathy in my foot very painful. Whee.
On the plus side, my roses are opening up and are just beautiful.
Hmm Bob Casale passed on today. Starting to feel old as the bands of my youth start dropping off.
Declutter day 208 item tossed -Monet umbrella why kept-Well loved and used why tossed -No longer opens. Brought it in from the car months ago, maybe a year. Now in the trash.
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