You guys remember how I said better women than I had written books while holding down full-time jobs and keeping totally on top of their blogs, so it shouldn’t be a problem? Yeah, turns out the key word there is “better.” I’m feeling really behind on the book (which is due Aug. 1) at the moment, so I’m going to focus totally on that this week, at least. (Well, I’ll be blogging at Broadsheet on Thurs. and Fri., ’cause they make me, but other than that, it’s all about the book.)
Best-case scenario: I get my ass caught up this week, and relatively normal blogging resumes next week. Worst case scenario: Normal blogging doesn’t really resume until August, in which case I’ll still drop in with quick hits and the occasional rant, but it’ll basically be Fillyjonk and Sweet Machine’s show. Which is a pretty fucking awesome show, right there, except for how they also have lives that get in the way of blogging 24/7. STUPID LIVES.
Anyway, I’ll keep you posted, but right now I’m in full-on panic mode about getting this book in by the deadline–and The Rotund murdering me if we don’t–so that’s where I’ll be.