  Perhaps it's a good thing that the kibosh has been put on my Flipside. It doesn't really fit in with my "genre preferée" anyhow. That's french for preferred genre. I think. I played around with a few ideas: make it sexier, make it longer and chick lit, but nahhhh.
Screw it. I'm going to write a few short stories while I wait for the editor gal to get back to me with her ideas on Dearly Departed. Sometime hopefully this month. Argh. After DD's all squeaky clean and shiny, off it goes. Then I start my newly revised series idea. I've also recently re-embraced my personal training sessions I had left at the gym. I've been in mourning for my old trainer who quit six months ago...or at least I was using that as an excuse to be completely lazy and eat whatever I wanted.
I have 19 sessions left, at two a week, that's um...nine weeks. I'm also going to do Atkins. Why not? Bloody everyone else is. They even have low carb bread. Boggles the mind. My two goals in life: become a (published) novelist and get in shape. This is the year(ish). 
