Just a second...

By the time someone turns away after saying this, isn't their second already up? Why not just a minute? But then they might take several minutes. Or just a moment since moments don't have a definite length?

Just a second while I prepare for the next blog post...

Happy New Year!

So the world didn't end...

Well, gosh darn it, I guess I'll have to continue this blog after all. And make New Year's resolutions. And finish writing that novel. And eat all 21 bags of York Peppermint Patties I bought yesterday. Plus the bag of 3 Musketeers Fun Size Candy. Well, there goes my resolution to get healthier.

Oh, well. Happy holidays!

I'm a writer. No, really!

I'm a writer a la Nick Miller of New Girl. Ok, so I don't knock my computer to the floor to avoid writing (the thing's expensive!) but I do manage to avoid the dread - did I say dread? I meant beloved - task using other methods. No, not by getting drunk at the zoo in lieu of life experience, there are plenty of other ways to gain "life experience". I'm a busy girl, you know. I had to shop all Black Friday. And Cyber Monday. And Cyber Week. And Cyber Month?

Being a writer is the best! In what other profession is it acceptable not to do the work? I have writer's block, damn it. It's an occupational hazard. I'll get the work done whenever. Really! In my spare time - not that I have any. You know, after the shopping. Or after I catch up on my shows, like New Girl.