Always something; right, gang?
It is now only a week before I leave for Paris (still no sign of panic disorder, yay!!) and I have done everything humanly possible to save enough money to make sure that all the bills that will come due in October while I'm gone will get paid on time. I have royalties saved for my "spending money" while I'm over there, but now I need to go to a fucking dentist!! Crikey, as they say Down Under. (Fucking Shit Christ, as they say here in my room.) I simply can't afford a fucking dentist right now. I'd rather be able to afford to eat while I'm over in England than have my dentist be able to afford to eat while I'm over in England, you know?
I can see what the problem is -- a blackberry seed from dinner Friday night is embedded way in the back of my gum line and it is making the whole area around it swell, trying to expel it. But it's really down in there & I can't get it out; I need a third hand and a long sharp pointy thing. I really bridle at the thought of paying the dentist just to do something I can't get at without my 3rd hand and long sharp pointy thing.
Plus, then the dentist will say, "How long has it been since you've had your teeth cleaned?" And I'll say, "Ten months," and then he'll make me feel guilty. But who has time to drop everything and go get one's teeth cleaned right now?? My life has been insane this year. I only just barely had time back in April to drop everything and pick up the phone and cancel my appointment to have my teeth cleaned.
So there. We'll see how this plays out...
Almost finished with that Kindle formatting job! Only 100 more pages to go, gang. I'm guessing that in this new world of electronic publishing, it pays to just steer clear of formatted manuscripts from the get-go. Although how I will ween myself off of using italics every 3 seconds is anyone's guess -- it means I'll have to trust my readers to read my dialogue with the exact inflections I intend for it, and you know that readers can't be trusted to do something as precarious as that!!
Truthfully, though, it isn't just my excessive use of italics that is the culprit here, there's other formatting that didn't wipe clean when I nuked the manuscript. So I either have to write books that aren't 600 pages long so that re-formatting them is a comparative breeze, or start creating manuscripts that aren't dependent on any WORD formatting at all. (Or both!!) (Or should I say: Or both!!)
Okay, well, it is shaping up to be a lovely fall day around here. I couldn't be happier! (Oh wait! I could be happier if I weren't stuck here at my desk, re-formatting my manuscript while my mouth is painfully swollen!) Still, all things considered, I couldn't be happier, gang. Have a great Sunday, wherever you are!! Thanks for visiting. See ya!



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