The reasons I’m having a nervous breakdown

The following is a list of reasons why I am having a nervous breakdown.

1. I have about a million e-mails to go out for the 2011 Tucson Festival of Books.  Our committee is way ahead of the curve but, I have a lot of work to do.  We have some reallybig names in romance slated to come: Mary Jo Putney is the latest, but also, Julia London, Kat Martin, Karen Hawkins, Angela Knight, and Jennifer Ashely.  It’s gonna be huge!  But still, I have a lot of work ahead of me.  I am the idiot in charge of publicity.

2. I have about a million submission to read and give my opinion on for Keith Publications.  I’m a moron.

3. I have this new job that is keeping me…..NOT BUSY AT ALL! But I’ve been promised a computer on Thursday.  That will be just short of 3 weeks.  I hope to god it works when it gets here. 

4. My daughter, MY DAUGHTER, the girly girl who lives at my house who made me call her Cinderella for a large part of her 3rd year on this earth, is now asking people to pull her finger.  I swear to you this is true.  I couldn’t possibly make up anything this heinous and absurd.  Pull her finger – good Lord.  I can’t even go into her room half the time due to the stench.

5. My son has a death wish and it will be everything I can do to keep him alive this summer. 

6. I have several interviews to do.  I’ve sent Kelli the interview questions for her to complete and I have to write up some questions for another author’s new publication with www.dinkwell.com (the sister site to Wicked Ink Press).

7.  I have a blog tour coming up the week of June 21st.  For that event, I’ve already been sent three sets of interview questions that I need to come up with witty and intelligent answers for.  It would be nice if I could come up with answers that are slightly different for each event. 

8. Kevan Lyon, one of my top dream-list agents, has asked for my full novel, Seeing Love Clearly.  This is unbelievably exciting.  BUT, it’s not done yet.  I’ve been rewriting it for a year now.  My lap top is broken so my only solution during the day is handwriting – with a pencil so I can constantly erase.  I have no idea how Jane Austen did it.  I’m losing my mind.

I think I can hear a waterfall up ahead.