I need to clone myself…
I know a lot of authors say that, but I really do need to clone myself. My vision is blurred from editing, I’m worn out from the change of life, I’m running ragged after two children, and we’re moving house in January, so we’ve begun the endless packing and sorting out.
I don’t remember a day when I didn’t put in an eighteen hour day for something or other, not since the beginning of the year. So, I’m wondering whatever happened to the idea of vacations…
You know, with all this going on, you’d think I’d be miserable, and ready to quit. But I’m not. Bring it on!
Still, that cloning machine would come in handy. Especially as we’ve just added a trip to North Dakota to the list of things to do, but as my Father In Law has recently returned from the hospital after a seven week stay, I think we should go an see him.
Perhaps, like many authors I’ve had the pleasure of knowing, I thrive on being busy, on the organized chaos that erupts around me on a daily basis.
I mean, where else would I be able to enjoy a debate over rpg systems, whilst discussing cover art, and reading through my eight year olds newest story, all the while answering the five year olds questions about the Justice League?
This is the life I want, the life I enjoy – all I’m saying is with a clone the laundry would be done on time instead of at midnight on a Sunday – I mean is that too much to ask for?
Okay, I’ll swap the cloning machine for a good bottle of River Bottom Red.
See, I really am easy to please.
Officially Insane and loving it.