Okay, fine. I will post a longer blog, lol.
So today, I am breaking my chains for two days and going camping with the Scouts. For those of you who don’t know it…I hate camping. I really do. With an undying passion. But yet…here I go. I swear it’s like Clueless goes camping whenever I go --- and it always rains. Always. We’re not supposed to have rain this weekend though.
I’m taking along work. Both the writing sort and the 9-5 sort. I’m hoping to make a dent in one of my manuscripts though. It’s a medieval so maybe this back to nature and no amenities time will help. I’ll pretend my bottle of Coke is mead, okay. And the Oreos, that’s charred pheasant, don’t you know. Tasty. My hair will be pulled back into and intricately crafted ponytail while I will be wearing my very best handmade and embroidered hose and tunic --- well, I will be wearing boy clothes. My best frock won’t do. Thank goodness, my fire-making skills are up to par or I might starve…and freeze.
Yep, that will do. I’ll have the book done in a snap.
See you later...maybe...if I survive the wyld beasties.