Not sure how. It’s been a crazy, weird week. Gads, I think I’m getting sick, too. :( My glands are swollen and I’ve been absolutely exhausted the last two evenings.
The good news is that I kicked off my morning by writing 1,000 words. Hooyah! That’s always a happy thing. Interestingly enough, the more I dream at night, the more I write and vice versa. Now if only I could figure out how to make myself dream… ;)
Now not to pick on little Miley Cyrus, but I saw this news piece a couple weeks ago and it irked me. No, more than that, it pissed me off.
The gist of it is the girl is going to write her “memoir.”
*let’s that sink in*
HER MEMOIR. Seriously!! She’s 15 frickin’ years old - what the hell could she possibly have to write about?
Aside from that (this is the part that really got to me) - it was a SEVEN FIGURE deal. That’s over a million y’all. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!
After struggling for so long to get published, for a 15 YO to write her memoir *snort* and get paid over a million for it makes me nauseated. To put the cherry on that sundae, the initial print run is also going to be one million copies.
It appears they’re looking for a ghost writer (big surprise). Perhaps I should apply for the job and be able to quit my day job.
That’s Wednesday’s rant for y’all.
One of the news channels kept doing a tease about how Marie Osmond went off on Billy Ray about his parenting skills! I wish I had seen what she had to say!!!!
Also should mention that I am on countdown for Marielle’s Marshal in print and Kincaid’s story!! Can’t wait to have both stories!!
by Blanche May 14th, 2008 at 6:42 pmHaha, yeah I’d like to hear what Marie had to say.
by Beth Williamson May 16th, 2008 at 5:13 pmAw, thanks Blanche!