“I don’t want SPONSERBILERIES no more!!”

That’s it. That’s the post.

NOT - because ugh, SPONSERBILERIES!

This past week of the bills-paying-job (henceforth known as the BPJ) has kicked my ass. It’s what I get for having a BPJ that I like and that I’m proud of. Working extra hours, extra shifts - it all bites into my extracurriculars. And that’s making the extracurriculars feel like sponserbileries, too :(

I had a to-do list that did not get done. But I’m trying! I haven’t queried yet but I’ve made a Query List at Query Tracker, so that’s a start. I still have to adjust the letters. And I’m still trying to decide if I want to try to query my YA novel, too. I have so many things that I like to play in - gimme a genre and I’ll give it a shot - and so many more things I still want to do. The Crisis Rapid Response Team is waiting for me to let them out into these streets!

And look at how long it took me to do another one of these.

And don’t even talk about those 2 whole chapters I was supposed to write.

Oh, and I still have stuff to sublimate for friends. And lists of stuff I want to sublimate for marketing if I can ever get anyone to want to read more than the first 10 pages of my book. [cue my uncontrollable whiny sobbing]

All of this, and I only have 3 days off. One of which goes into oblivion because I work overnights, so my Saturday shift ends Sunday morning and I usually sleep until Sunday night. And this past week I only had 2 because not only did I shift my 10-hour shifts to 12s, I also worked an extra 10.

So just call me Tommy Pickles. Because I don’t want these damn things no more!