Friday, September 3, 2010
Yes, it’s time for me to abandon my husband and children and lock myself away to write another novel in a mind-bending 72 hours.
Yesterday, my twelve year old son asked plaintively, “Will you be making three days worth of meals ahead of time, so we have something to eat?” I just laughed cruelly and twirled my pencil, because I don’t have an old-timey moustache to twirl.
It’ll be character building for them to learn to fend for themselves.
And right after the contest, it’ll be the most wonderful time of the year:
Tuesday, September 7th, be ready to get your poodle on.