CONFESSIONS OF A ROMANCE WRITER FROM NATIONAL’S: part 1 of part 1

It has been 24 hours since I last confessed….

1. No matter the time in the morning I must look fabulous. And if that means slapping on sunglasses to hide the fact the bags under my eyes may be heavier than the 50 pound limit on Amtrak…then that’s what I do.

2.Because when it comes to being a writer Discipline is next getting and staying Published I wrote during the entire five hour trip.

3. Of course since I’m cultured and well traveled I didn’t start snapping pictures like a tourist at the first sight of San Francisco. I took note of it, but it’s not like I went wild or anything. Okay, maybe a little


4. But I did not jump on this. I’m a grown up. *snort*

5. My last confession. I will be making a voodoo of the guy who checked me in. He charged me $200 more than he was supposed. I spent two hours trying to get that mess fixed. You suck. You will be stuck with pens. And I will tell all my writer friends. Let’s see who ends up dead in a romantic suspense.

That is all. Must go to the bar.

Comments (2)

Tabitha C. MaineJuly 31st, 2008 at 1:36 am

Love the confession. Keep them coming. We’re living through you.

Melissa BlueJuly 31st, 2008 at 3:41 am

I’ll try to do my best. It’s strange when you are in the National’s Zone. Time seems to get fuzzy and so does your memory of events.

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