Erica O'Rourke

Chop-chop

Fellow Golden Heart Finalist and Pirate Writer Jen McAndrews passed this link along: her amazing agent, Michelle Humphrey from ICM, is offering a ten-page critique as the prize for a logline contest. It's easy-peasy to enter and it ends on September 14th. Time's a-wastin, people. Click here for the details.

You thought I was kidding about the eight squillion boxes, didn't you?

I would not kid about such things.

People, those boxes are only half the kitchen. And lest you think that's not so bad, remember: across town is an overflowing storage unit with my name on it. And my parents let us use their attic.The stack of boxes before you doesn't include my ice cream maker, food processor, waffle iron, the big coffee mugs, or any number of absolutely essential cooking items I have lived without for the past year.

It has been a long freaking year, is what I'm saying. It is really, insanely, indescribeably good to be home. 

The only fly in the ointment thus far is the fact that I have misplaced a bag of essentials. It is not lost, of course, just...misplaced. No doubt it will turn up immediately after I replace the contents, and not a moment before. Perhaps it's somewhere in that pile?