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My brother got all freaked out because I’ve got a little brown spot on the top of my head. He’s all worried that I have like melanoma or something. I told him not to stress, brother, it’s all good in the neighborhood.

No, honestly he’s kind of spooked me a little. But what am I supposed to do about it, yanno?

I’ve been writing copious amounts, and I’ve discovered Coke Zero. Yes, it has a real Coca-Cola TASTE, but it’s mixed with the flavor of aspartamine and POISON. It’s my new favorite drink. Boing.

I put some crap up on http://harperkingsley.livejournal.com. You know, excerpts and whatnot. All cross-posted at http://harperkingsley.dreamwidth.com.

Kakushigoto 01 at Amazon
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Working on the finally edits of “Pulse of the City” and “Heroes & Villains: The Wedding.” It’s taken me a lot longer than expected. I mean, sure I’ve been distracted a lot by things happening on the internet, but there’s other real life things that keep getting in the way. Mostly my sudden attacks of the naps or the snacks.

Even right now I’m taking a momentary break from my task. South Park is on–“Marjorine” episode. And my eyes are getting heavier and heavier and I just can’t seem to stop blinking.

Do you know what I really need to save me?

Red Bull Man.

If only he would swoop in through the window and present me with a cooler of Red Bulls. That would be absolutely and totally awesome.

Allies & Enemies at Amazon
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I have so much stuff to do, but I can’t seem to keep myself from being distracted.

In point of fact, I just wasted an inordinate amount of time reading a Naruto fanfic. Why, you ask? Because it was really, really good. So good that I’m honestly considering asking the author of it if they want to work on a project with me.

I don’t know how I would do with a co-author, but I’m willing to try something like that and see what happens.

Hogfather at Amazon
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Well, it’s been a somewhat trying day.

I have been attempting to finish up the last edits for “Pulse of the City” so I can finally publish it, so of course today was the day when the Kids didn’t want to offer me any peace at all. In fact, they both went out of their way to get me into a spluttering miasma of rage.

Imagine, stepping out to call two kids in for lunch and finding the yard empty when they were right there a minute ago. Then when you frantically yell for them and run all over the place like an idiot… turns out their cousin was over next door so they decided to go play with him without asking. I was seeing red.

So as punishment for nearly giving me a heart attack, I gave them worksheet pages to do and assigned them each a book report… I have never seen so many spelling mistakes, grammar errors, or just plain nonsense since I edited “Little Boy Blue.”

I’ll get back to my editing, but I’m already aggravated and half-exhausted and just about ready to throw in the towel for the day.

Kids are hard.