Well, it's obvious at this point I'm not going to get my BlogHer ads back so my sidebar looks pretty silly...not that it didn't already. Man, I am a sucky blogger. The good thing about my lack of writing here is that it means I've been busy with "real life" or some semblance of that.
I've had a few photo shoots. Not as many as I would like, but I also don't do as much advertising as I probably should. (Mood Photography...search me on Facebook!) I'm still being selfish about my time with family. It's my last year before D heads to Kindergarten. I want to keep my family time while my kids are still kids.
Then I'm decorating trees for a local charity event again this year. I realized last night that I have less than one week to complete the trees, so that's fun. Hi! I'm Heather, Queen of Procrastinators!"
Here's something hilarious! I thought I would try to do NaNoWriMo this year instead of the blog equivalent since I obviously have been wallowing in suckitude on the blog. 50,000 words in one month equals about 1667 words per day. I am not nearly wordy enough to write 1667 words per day. For one thing, I have a journalism background. Concise. It's where it's at. You can still be descriptive without being word-wasteful. Right? Maybe I wallow in suckitude as a novelist as well. I have the grand ideas of the novel in my head, and even some of the smaller plots, but knitting it all together is not coming so easily.
I have other issues, as always. Maybe tomorrow.
(Er, I mean, Heather)