That is, determined to finish her revisions. I don’t have a snapshot for this one, but picture me here, in my t-shirt and shorts and wearing what my honey lovingly calls my “birth control glasses.” I am rationing out my visits to the Net and e-mail like little chocolates to a prisoner. You wrote two pages? Here, little writer prisoner girl, you may see what’s happening in cyberspace—come to the cyber window! Oh, you are approaching the end of that scene? Then, for being a very good girl, you may check your agency queries. What? No progress? Then log off of Outlook, naughty lady.
That, my friends, is how I’m spending my Saturday. How about you guys?