|DIARY OF AN URBAN MILKMAID|
|Blessed Samhain to all!
I have three little words for ya. Three words that will change your life - just like they changed mine...Diet Vanilla Coke
I'm ready for NaNoWriMo to begin tomorrow. Right after work, I'm sitting down to the computer - pot of coffee at the ready (gawd, at times like these, I wish I still smoked, 'cause that would be cool). I've got my CD's all lined up and ready to play. I know my main character's personality (he's based on a person who actually lives, so his looks are already in my head, plus I've got his attitude and tattoos down pat). I know what the character does for a living (private detective) And, my guy is going to somehow, uncover corruption and crime that leads him all the way to the nation's capital! Just *how* that happens is the mystery that my muse will help me uncover. Whatever I can't fill in with facts, I can stuff with sex... Hey! It doesn't have to be GOOD, it just has to be FINISHED!
I believe it would be an accomplishment for me to actually finish a project for a change.
I'm going to wander down the hall towards the Marketing Department. They've got chips and dip. I need salt!
|Buh Bye! |
October 05, 2008
Be Afraid, People.... Really Afraid
One Last Bitchfest for the Road
Get the Popcorn Ready
I'm a Rich Ho-Bag
|Marriage is love.|