I am dying, people.
Put me in front of 30 (or even 90) adolescents and all is good. Put me in front of adults? Oh, dear heavens.
And I'm doing it TWICE tomorrow.
At least my presentation slides are finished. Now, maybe I can work on outlining a little while. I'm plotting a novella with plans to give it away through my newsletter over the next couple of months. I'm also fleshing out a book with a fifty-ish heroine and thinking through the plot of my two-romances summer project. So I have pretty new notebooks for those, and I'm itching to begin filling them.
Now that I'm over the urge to throw up because, you know, two presentations looming, maybe I can spend some time on Sunday afternoon calming down.
What is your Sunday routine?