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I have the greatest friends...

Mood: Good but tired.

What I'm Listening To Right Now: "How To Save a Life" by The Fray


I really do have the greatest friends. One of which is an online friend, and who also likes to sit around and plan things that will someday helps us take over the world. And the other, who I've been friends with since I was eleven, likes to yell at me, in a very productive way, when I start doubting my writing abilities. Today, she literally spent five minutes yelling that JK Rowling was a nobody at one point too, and that I shouldn't underestimate myself just because I'm not writing as fast as I think I should be. She also called herself my "crutch" but she doesn't mean it in a bad way. She tells me that so I don't forget that I have someone to lean on, and I appreciate it probably more than she knows.

Anyway, enough about my awesome friends.

So I've been writing a lot more lately, and I think I can credit that to the author I talked about in my last post, Shanna Swendson. Just an update; she's about half way done with her book now. And no I'm not kidding. Personally, I think she's a machine that was sent to earth to torture/inspire me. Seriously, she even threw in her last blog that, even with all of the writing she's getting done, she's managed to work out more too. Great... Just great.

I really like her though, and I admire how fast she can get things done. She talks about her time management a lot, which is totally admirable, because I have none. Zero. For instance, I got really into a book I was reading last night and didn't go to sleep until about 5am. Of course, I didn't realize it was 5am until I looked up from the book and screamed when I saw the clock, but still. That kept me from getting up early today and getting things done; although, I do find that if I'm mad at myself for sleeping in, I get more done. Maybe that's my key to time management. I'll call it the Oh-My-Gosh-I-Suck-So-Bad-and-Slept-In-Late-Again-because-I-Read-Too-Much-Time-Management Plan.

Oprah will be calling for an interview about it any minute now... I just know it.

Have a great day everybody!

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