I’m not going to lie, this new job is killing me. I haven’t written more than a few words (of course, not on any of the things I have been writing, no, Brain decided that we needed more sci-fi in our writing and has offered me space!vampire!pirates…I don’t know sometimes…) and my stress level is mighty.
Still, I have a week’s vacation looming, it’s starting to feel like fall, and this time next week I’ll be somewhere in LA. Our Wednesday isn’t fully decided, but Tuesday we’ll be at Universal Studios Hollywood, and Thursday and Friday we’ll be at Disney. This is the second year in a row that I’ll be at a Disney property for/around my birthday. A year ago today, I was on a plane for Paris.
I do love to travel and I am very fortunate to make enough money to support it. I wish that money was coming from book sales, but I’ll get there one day. In the meantime, I’ll just write when I can and keep plugging along.
I really should get to the day-job work. I have my coffee, I’ve had breakfast, and once I get through today, it’s only two more until vacation. Happy Wednesday, Readers. I hope it is kind and filled with love.