--on an aside: If I hadn't corrected the SIX typos in the first two sentences you would really know what was going on--shoot! I had SEVEN in this one sentence.
*le sigh*
It could be a combination of things:
- the freakin' heat--we hit 106 two days ago. For us, this is normally August heat, not June.
- Weight Watchers and the lack of calories--now this doesn't mean I'm not full, I am. Just not on fried food, sugary stuff and peanut butter . . . yum, peanut butter . . .
- the exercise that I'm now doing--yeah, hoofing it around the school (1 lap is 8 mins) while kidlet is in swim camp might be part of it. That and the 98 degrees at 10:30 in the morning!
- the stars are out of alignment--possible, my horriblscope is usually 4 or 5 stars instead of 2 or 3
- I'm truly a blond underneath my brown hair--NAW-nix this one. I'm a graying brunette, with nary a blond hair in sight . . . those are gray puppies.
- I managed to get sidetracked by judging another contest--only 3 historical entries, but they took longer than I anticipated.
- I volunteered to beta read a YA for a friend--and it was slow going in the first 50 pages. AND I know my comments hit a brick wall, since she doesn't plan on altering her self-pubbing timeline. She wants it to be a trilogy, which is why its stung out. AND I didn't care for the way she left her main character in a dire situation at the end of book one. I don't think that's playing cricket, yanno. When I was reading paperbacks somthing like that would have caused me to fast pitch the book into the wall.
And I'm sure your asking yourself, "Why are you complaining about TROLL, didn't you just finish gritching about FAERIE?"
Why, yes, young padawans, I did.
BUT (you knew there would be a 'but', didn't you?) I had written TROLL in May 2010 and NEVER LOOKED AT IT UNTIL THIS MONTH. So the changes that I made in GNOME and FAERIE adversely effected some of the stuff I wrote in TROLL.
And I gots (misspelled on purpose) to fix it. And at this moment, I don't have a clue HOW.
Don't worry. I'll figure it out.
Until then, I'll simply remain SCATTERED.
Later, Peeps.