Emily Hainsworth

Okay so back on July 8th I was in DEEP. I was revising, revising, revising the MS I finally queried two weeks ago…and I was deep in Office Splat. I would like to proclaim that I ~finally~ rented that excavator and managed to pull myself from the heap. Being the day after Halloween, it was much like pulling myself from a GRAVE. But I PREVAILED, and here is my PROOF:

                           FOUR MONTHS AGO                                                 TODAY
 

SAD that it took this long. But hey, at least it HAPPENED! I actually sorted, threw away, and *filed* all those papers (after prying the file cabinet open with a crowbar – it fought NOBLEY for retirement). But I did leave the sticky notes…actually, there have been several sticky note additions, but you know, they don’t really get in the way so much as remind me WHY I’M HERE.

S was so ecstatic, he took me out to The Cheesecake Factory to celebrate, poor guy. He suffers in silence. He also suggested that my ~*creative energies*~ might flow more freely with the chaos gone…I was actually worrying the opposite when he said it, but my tongue was stuck to the roof of my mouth in chocolate-peanut-butter cup-cookie-dough cheesecake, so I just nodded.

Moral of the story: Your desk will not eat you…unless you let down your guard. SIT STRONG my fellow writers, we’re in this together.