Obviously I've taken up serial killery as a hobby, right? No, no no! I swear my propensity to dead girl books has not led me down a sinister path...yet. That wall of (let's hope temporary and organized) insanity is me revising. I'm so close to completing this novel that I can almost taste the dinners I'll actually have time to consume when I'm done. Now, do not get me wrong, I condone in no way the skipping of meals. Food and me are BFFs, but if it takes more than 10 minutes to prepare, it's not getting chowed while I'm in a funky writing groove. And I've been bustin' it!
So there's my explanation. I would go into more detail, but I have approximately 8 minutes left in this "human time" block of my day to consume a packet of Tinkerbell fruit snacks and a cheese quesadilla (2 mins prep/cook time). Some people count calories, I count prep time. To each her crazy own. With any luck, I'll have a publishable stack of pages to show for mine soon!