So, all day long I sit at the computer, pounding at the key board staring at not one, but two screens, straining my eyes, and I wonder why the last thing I want to do when I get home is sit at a computer and pound at the keyboard? At work though I feel like I'm just going in circles. I enjoy writing by hand over using the computer, only problem with that is it needs to get to a computer somehow. I can see myself in the future having someone type things up for me (I feel sorry for them already).Well my editor has started editing, he said it would take about 9 1/2 hours, but unfortunately that's not from when he gets it to when I get it back. He only seems to read/return e-mails at night and I have a feeling he's a pretty busy guy, after all he is a professional editor that makes a lot more an hour than what I'm paying him (I think he does this as a favour for new and struggling writers). I must learn to be patient, I must learn to be patient, I must learn to be patient. Patience is REALLY hard to find for me these days, especially as I haven't had a cigarette in over two weeks and I've replaced them with sugar (which I'm beggining to think was a very bad idea).
Anyway enough of my rant for today.
Ciao!D
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