Friday, Asshats, and Other Things

I’m so glad it’s finally Friday. This week couldn’t end fast enough.

Ever have one of those days where you’re restless but you don’t want to DO anything? I felt like that last night. I wandered around the house most the evening. I didn’t even cook a huge meal either. Instead, the kiddo and I had breakfast for dinner (which he loved). I made scrambled eggs and bacon. That kid ate six pieces of bacon and a whole egg. I guess he was hungry. Pretty good meal for him too since he’s growing. I think it filled him up. He only asked for one snack in the evening.

I, however, felt… bloated, depressed, wanted cookies/chocolate/ice cream/anything sweet. Had a fight with Man today over something totally stupid but you know how it goes. Each one of you thinks you’re right. I think he put on his Asshat and acted rude and arrogant; he thinks I’m irritating, edgy and pouty. Isn’t that grand? I still wanted to stab him in the head with a sharp knife. I’m still waiting for the apology for hurting my feelings (which sounds so totally childish but dammit he did and I deserve at least that). What a grand couple we make. I tried to smooth things over later, but he still made me mad about the same damn thing. I told him the subject was off limits from now on. I would rather get a hot poker in the eye than ask him anymore about this one particular thing. Uh-uh. Not gonna do it.

(Of course, when someone tells me I can’t do something, it makes me all the more determined and stubborn. I get the “I’ll show them” badge out right away and wear it proudly. NEVER tell a Gemini she can’t do something. EVER.)

Anyway… I’ve been thinking about the Magic book lately. I think part of my hold up (aside from the fact I’m lacking any type of motivation) is that I need back cover copy. I’m worried the story isn’t high concept enough for today’s standards. I think it’s a great epic fantasy, but…does anyone still read that sort of thing anymore? Especially in the YA market?

So my writer friend and I were trying to brainstorm some stuff today about the blurb and the one sentence high concept. She had some great ideas to start with but when I sat down at the computer it was like my brain went totally and utterly blank. In fact my head hurt. It had been a long stressful, agitating day. One of those where you just want to crawl under the covers, hug your knees to your chest and rock back and forth while staring blankly into space in a catatonic state. Don’t tell me you never feel that way…

I’m seriously considering taking next Friday off. Kiddo will be with his dad for an extended weekend and I really want to repaint the bedroom. I think this will be the perfect opportunity to do just that. Plus, it will help work out some of this anxiety. Nothing like moving furniture and painting an entire room to work out the kinks, eh?

Okay I’ll quit complaining. I think I’ll go read The Tell-Tale Heart before I go to work…

By Michelle

I wish you all could be inside my head. The conversation is sparkling.