So, only one day into NaNoWriMo and already I'm being foiled. I made a promise to myself to spend the next 30 days writing like a demon and breaking only to work out and nibble elegantly on salad leaves- until I got a call from an old client who needs some 'emergency' work done.
I say 'emergency' because it's always an emergency with her, and secondly, I'm a scriptwriter, not a heart surgeon. I feel torn between my greed for the extra money, which will go a long way towards subsidizing impending Christmas and Birthday presents, and my inherent laziness (strongly linked to my desire to spend my free time drawing bunnies and watching 'The Office')
Does anyone else feel like that sometimes, where you're being presented a good opportunity, but half of you kind of goes, 'uh, really? I have to get up to take it?'



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