writing is my job dammit


Amanda Downum went to go watch Leonard Cohen.
No, I’m not jealous at all. Whatever made you think that?

Via Lisa Mantchev comes this little timewaster: Have you ever wanted to dress up steampunk paper dolls? Why yes you have.

Thanks to my parents, The Slave and I went to go watch Slumdog Millionaire last night. I thoroughly enjoyed it and am 100% in love with the soundtrack.

Today brought me a little epiphany. Reading is part of my job.


When I was younger, I always wanted to read as a job. And now that I have a career that practically demands that I read, I feel guilty every time I stop writing for a bit and read instead.

Get over it, Cat Darling.

Seriously. So far this year I’ve completed the first draft of two books. I have the rest of the year to revise them, fix them, burn them.* Whatever. Reading time will only make writing time better. I just have to explain to myself that there really is no need to pump out another book this very instant.

So no more guilt about reading.

It’s my job, after all.

*Unless of course BW sells, ’cause then I’ll also be rewriting that.

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