Not quite sure where the weekend went but the getting ready for work rituals are fast approaching and I'm getting that familiar feeling of dread which comes with having to prematurely drag my arse out of my warm and cosy bed on a Monday morning. It's OK - only 5 days until the weekend.
I've been productive this weekend. I finished reading my book and started a new (well more like quite old) one on my side bar. I really like it so far but then you can't go wrong with Judy Astley.
Pops got me Twenties Girl and Mini Shopaholic (both Sophie Kinsella) so am looking forward to reading them.
I wrote another short story to add to my growing supply (which sadly still unpublished but I'm still optimistic).
I got 2 rejections - one from People's Friend who would have received it Tuesday and got it back to me Thursday (fastest rejection EVER!!) and the other from Take a Break. I have other markets in mind so I'm not beaten just yet. And of course there's always the competitions. Something I haven't done in a long while and which I mustn't forget provided me with my first published (albeit unpaid) short story. I have 4 stories out there - all with The Weekly News so I am keeping everything crossed.
Good news is Lolly and I have found a flat. It's lovely and if references all go well (hopefuly BFF didnt really say I'd just been released from prison - I haven't btw - its just her wicked SOH) we shall be moving once again in a matter of weeks.... hopefully that will be the last time I move... until I buy somewhere...but where... as if location is my only obstacle!